It’s not that I think the whole world needs to hear what I have to say, in fact the only people who will probably read this are Heidi and my mom. But I enjoy writing. I don’t do it enough. And I’m hoping in some way it will hold me accountable to things like “reflection” and “being still”.
There’s a little pressure here. What do I write about? Almost too much to choose from. Africa, singleness, time, circumstances, hope, careers, missions, purpose, joy.
Something I’ve been boldly reminded of recently is “hope”. And that it’s not based on circumstance or actions, but on the character of God. Now, I will admit, I didn’t come up with all of this all on my own, but it’s been resonating with me so I feel the need to share…
Today I was reminded that “in all things God works for the good of those who love him”.
It’s hard to believe that when things aren’t going our way. It’s hard to believe that when we don’t have a job. When we feel like we might be single forever. When someone gets sick and doesn’t get better. When children are orphaned by aids. The list goes on.
Yet there IS hope, there has to be. Especially in the part about “all things”. That means, the good and the bad things right? This is great news. It takes a lot of pressure off. Gets rid of worry (or at least some of it). Even when life seems uncertain, we know that God is not. We can’t really ask for more than that. Truth is, we don’t want a God who gives us everything we want. We want, we need, a God who is sovereign. We need a God who can offer healing and hope when we (and our world) is broken, not simply ensure that things will always go our way.
And I’m not saying that God creates problems and trouble so that we are forced to rely on him. Let’s face it, most of the time, we create our own problems and our own trouble. We forget about God and then when things get bad, we wonder where he is. We complain that life isn’t fair. Well, life isn’t fair. Fair ended in the Garden of Eden.
But thank goodness for hope. It may not get us a job, or heal us, or get rid of poverty. But I can’t imagine life without it.
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