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Never Losing the Light: Under Hopeless Circumstances

“… under hopeless circumstances he hopefully believed.” Romans 4:18

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Be willing to live by believing and neither think nor desire to live in any other way.

Be willing to see every outward light extinguished, to see the eclipse of every star in the blue heavens, leaving nothing but darkness and perils around, if God will only leave in thy soul the inner radiance, the pure bright lamp which faith has kindled.

—Thomas C. Upham

Are you in a storm?

Is it dark?

Are you running low on hope?

Does it feel like you’re all alone or that Jesus has gone to sleep in your boat?

Well, if that’s you, I want you to know I’ve been there!

I’ve been in storms that I believed would finish me off!

(They didn’t. But at the time I sure believed they would!)

The reason they didn’t is because of The Light,  who is also called the  Holy Spirit. He is not intimidated by any storm, and part of the reason is because He works with a Saviour who is a water-walkin’ Master Mariner!

Just between you and me? When the storm is raging? They are the One’s who are willing to come close, whispering the words of hope-filled-Light and encouragement that we desperately need.

I don’t know about you, but I can’t get through a single day in my life without Them.

So, if you’re tired of bailing on your own? If you’re ready for Someone else to row for awhile? Then move over and let Them take the oars!

(They have been hoping that you would.)

Why don’t you come with us?

We’re all going to the other side of this storm!

When the world asks if there is any hope, we can say absolutely! No one is exempt from tragedy or disappointment—God himself was not exempt. Jesus offered no immunity, no way out of the unfairness, but rather a way through it to the other side.
Philip Yancey

The Tumblers Will Click

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Oh, God! When did I stop believing this?

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“The tumblers will click someday.”

(I used to believe.)

 

I used to think, “One day, some day, some way—He’ll come. You would come!”

You’d spin the dial on the padlocks in my life and I would be free!

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But, now?

 

When did it happen?

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I just stopped.

I stopped looking for You.

I stopped expecting things to change.

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I’m looking back over my shoulder trying to see the day or the moment when my hope turned to stone.

 

 

 

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Now I stare at my cell and my locks and I feel nothing at all.

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It just stopped.

It all stopped working for me.

All the songs, all the sermons; people of faith look like aliens to me now.

Two-headed creatures from another planet!

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I know You promised God.

My head knows.

But, my heart?

It’s over there, in the corner of my soul, curled into the fetal position, stillmutecold.

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How did this happen?

Where?

When?

Why?

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I should weep or wail.

I should be terrified, or furious, shouldn’t I?

My heart is on life support.

My hope is D.O.A.

And, me?

I don’t feel anything at all, except… curious.

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When did I stop believing God?

The DREAM-MAKER’S Promise:

“And it will be said in that day: ‘Behold, this is our God; We have waited for Him, and He will save us, This is the LORD; We have waited for Him; We will be glad and rejoice in His salvation.'” Isaiah 25:9 NKJV

The Caterpillar’s Prayer:

God? What good is church to one who no longer believes?

I can’t relate to those people God. (You know I can’t.) What am I supposed to do? Lie? Fake it? I hate that stuff! (And so do You!)

The only Believer I can relate to now is that honest-heart from so long ago. (You know the one.) His cry is mine as well: “LORD… help my unbelief!” Mark 9:24