I roll over and look at my phone, squinting to see the day. Today’s the day. Beyond all reason I gather up the little faith I have left, taking a deep breath before rushing out the front door. Maybe today’s news will be good and not confirm my fears.” Maybe my faith today remains strong? I can only hope so…
One hour later, I couldn’t help but burry my head in my hands as tears carved pathways down my cheeks. The news most certainly wasn’t good and hope ran thin as I headed back to my car. Adding insult to injury were the doctor’s words still ringing in my ears, “you have six-months.” Words due to a terminal cancer diagnosis.
“6 months to live?”
I felt wrung out beyond my strength and questioned whether anything could reignite my hope. Fear worked to suffocate my cries for help, and the darkness of the unknown whispered, “God has forsaken you,” Leaving me reaching with aching hands, at the dim light streaming down from the above.
I suspect you’ve been here too, Waiting for God to rescue you from the pit of despair. Jesus throw down a rope, please!
I didn’t think I could answer God’s call to persevere if that meant my husband would lose his wife and my kids their mom. I looked at the assignment God had given to me and quietly wondered “Lord where are you?”
Like He tends to do, God breathed new life into my labored soul.
God actually hears the echoes of our cries for help and assures us that His word will give us hope (Psalm 119:49). It comforts us in our pain (Psalm 119:50) and stands as more than an empty human promise: it’s the life-line we need to climb out.
As we pick up the daily threads from scripture, we see how they were knit together to form a sturdy rope. It was that rope that pulled me out of the pit of a major health crisis and I can assure you it will do the same for you.
One of those threads I found in 1 Corinthians 2:9 .“What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him”
Despair forgets that there are more pages. But hope! It loves the whole story. Hope breathes, laughs, and draws courage from gazing upon someone greater than ourselves. It writes the tales of a rescue plan that cannot be stopped, reminding us that we are merely in the first chapter.
Friend, Be careful to judge your story before God reveals his hand. If you are in Christ, the script is sure. What your eye cannot see, what your ear cannot hear, and what your heart cannot imagine now, your God is preparing for you. Your role is to be a faithful character. Trust him. Love him. And wait for the ending. The rope of hope will surely come. Theres more to the story. I encourage you to turn the page.
Today I challenge you to read scriptures with new eyes, confident expectation and perseverant hope, knowing the same healing sown into the life of scripture can be weaved into your story today. By the word, through suffering and with the Son we will one day fully be restored back to perfect, complete, eternal health.