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Hope is a seemingly small word, but she packs a big punch
Hope seems fleeting at times, especially in certain seasons of life. I catch glimpses of hope. At times, I even catch glimpses of what I am even hoping for.  There are days where those glimpses seem to fill me up with more hope and motivation, and there are days where hope is silent.  I experience times when I have hope in a moment, and in that same breath feels, like I got the hope knocked right out of me.

I am learning that hope is not meant to be seen or understood, for who hopes in what is seen?  It is the knowledge that unseen things are happening, and the mystery of the unseen that evokes hope.

Hope requires faith and faith hope.

Faith is being sure of the things hoped for and certain of the things not seen.” (Hebrews 11:1)

Hope is the desire we have that something we want can and will happen.  Hope is also the desire that things will turn out for the best, even if it does not look anything like how we hoped.

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Hope is a seemingly small word, but she packs a big punch.

Hope seems fleeting at times, and in certain seasons of life, more often than not.

I catch glimpses of hope. At times, I catch glimpses of what I am even hoping for.

There are days where those glimpses seem to fill me up with more hope and motivation, and there are days where hope is silent. I experience times when I have hope in a moment, and in that same breath feel like I got the hope knocked right out of me.

I am learning that hope is not meant to be seen or understood. For who hopes in what is seen. It is the knowledge that unseen things are happening, and the mystery of the unseen evokes hope.

Hope requires faith, and faith hope.

Faith is being sure of the things hoped for and certain of the things not seen.

Hope is the desire we have that something we want can and will happen. Hope is also the desire that things will turn out for the best even if it does not look anything like we hoped.

The blessing of glimpses is also something that causes a tension in my heart. When I get glimpses of unseen things becoming visible, it motivates and gives my hope traction. However, those glimpses do not mean what is hoped for will happen soon.

Hope is a choice. Hope is a risk.

Hope requires faith in the unseen. Hope is a choice. Some days, hope takes everything I have. Hope is a choice for me to believe that there is a something just for me. Hope is a place I want to sit in. I want to hope and believe in love, kindness, faithfulness, joy, grace, forgiveness, commitment, peace, direction, and life to the full.

Hope says not me, but you , Lord.

I am hoping to be able to say that more confidently soon.

What is risky about hope for you?

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“The people walking in darkness 
   have seen a great light; 
on those living in the land of deep darkness 
   a light has dawned.” Isa 9:2

“He reveals the deep things of darkness 
   and brings utter darkness into the light.” Job 12:22

“I have come into the world as a light,so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness.” John 12:46

I took this picture while walking through an old ravine in Amman, Jordan. I have never forgotten this moment.

You see, prior to this shot, I was walking in darkness. The only light shining was in the sky above the ravine. I could not see more than fifteen feet in front of me for a mile.

Local travelers would rush past me. My guide would would just turn and smile, and all the while I was wondering how he knows where to go.

I know now that his smile was filled with the knowledge of what I was about to see. 

Just at the point where I adjusted to the darkness, we rounded the corner to see a great light shining through an incredibly sculpted opening.

All this time we were walking towards light. 

The sight of this light was more amazing than anything I had ever seen. This light was filled with the promise of beauty and the illumination of a whole other world.

This light showed a glimpse of something amazing to come.

God’s light reveals.

God’s light shows through our deepest darkness to illuminate something amazing to come.

Even as much as I had adjusted to darkness, I could not help but be drawn towards the light.

I am so grateful that his light reaches into my deepest darkness. His light smiles with the knowledge of what is to come.

I am believing for the hope of his light to reach into the ravine of me and smile. 

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Hope is a small word that effects me greatly. I have been so aware of how much hope, or lack there of, affects me.

Sometimes I feel like hope runs through me like the sand in those little hour glass timers. My hope runs out more often then not. I feel like I am constantly flipping the bottle of hope filled sand over.

I have a bittersweet relationship with hope. For the most part, I know hope is a choice. Hope can take on the form of a necessary attitude.

However, discouragements and life tensions are real. Choosing hope is not saying ignore what hurts the heart and just to be hopeful.

Discouragements and life tensions are meant to be acknowledged. It is really hard to sit in those times.

Hope plays the role that doesn’t let you give up in the midst. Hope enables you to get back up after you get life’s wind knocked out of you.

Hope enables the voice of holding out, pressing through, taking another breath, and getting up.

My tensions are high, and life’s wind has definitely been knocked around in me. To the deep feeler in me, hope feels hard.

My hope is that choosing to get up again will mean something. My hope is that this round will last, and I will even triumph over something.

Hope is hard. But I’m still hoping.

What about hope is hard for you?

What are you hoping for these days?

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Wow. What a week.

My heart and head are still trying to catch up with each other, not to mention my emotions.

The Catalyst Conference rocks me every year. There is just a great mixture of meeting great people, and content to marinate on. This year was packed with more people then content, but the marinating is still ensuing.

This year’s theme for Catalyst was Be Present.

This is a concept that is becoming more and more of a foreign in our world. Present is a segment of time, yet we don’t treat it as such. We are addicted to the “what’s next” in every area of life. We are addicted to what is presently happening in everyone else’s life.

We are constantly looking, searching, and trying to find.

I am learning just how much my heart has been begging me to be present with what is just going on inside of me. Our emotions have a way of keeping our hearts tethered to the present. I know I can’t out feel my heart. She does not go away.

I am in the midst of a huge transition. (more to come). I feel winded in the deepest of ways. So many times during the conference I felt the deep beginnings of surfacing sobs. My hearts way of beckoning me.

Being present takes surrendering; even when it comes to the heart.

So I stood surrendered and the tears flowed. You see, being present with our hearts enables the ability to know where we are, which enables the reality of where God is and wants to be.

Being present with our hearts enables the pain to be real and felt. Choosing to be surrendered to the present state of our hearts allows our body to exhale from the breath we’ve been holding tight; even if the tears follow fast.

Surrendering to the presence of my own heart has highlighted the areas of silenced ache in me. I see so much room for the healer and comforter that was blocked by my own survival skills. He is patient and waiting.

Surrendering does not mean it’s all just easier. It’s honestly harder before it gets better. We are made to feel. We are wired for a healer.

Being present is watching with the hope of one day’s renewing, and breathing through right now’s exhaustion and pain.

What does it look like for you to be present with your own heart?

What blocks you from being present?

 

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When I was younger, I used to play games that involved the challenge of who can hold their breath the longest. My friends and I would hold our breath and see who could swim the longest distance from one side of the pool to the other. We would also hold our breath and see who could stay under water the longest before surfacing. It was crazy how long we could hold our breath.

It was so evident with each challenge how essential breath is. Our bodies need breath flowing in and out to keep living. Each breath provides the life we need.

In the beginning God whispered breath into Adam to make him rise to life. With breath, God provides life to our bones.

Whenever I am tired, inside and out, I feel the need for his breath of life. Sometimes life knocks more than the wind out of me. I am feeling a lack breath in me.

Scripture provides so many stories of God providing his breath of life to revive lifeless things.. There are stories in scripture of shattered dreams, shattered walls and cities, broken relationships, dry bones, desert moments, and a scattered people. God breathed his breath of life into them all.

In his breath I find my hope.

My life needs his breath in me. Part of me feels like I have been holding my breath for a while. I look around and see so many areas in me that need his restoring breath. I have unfinished piles of rubble that have laid dormant for a while. My dry bones need the breath of his words of truth.He promises to restore and redeem. That promise makes me exhale.

In his breath I find my hope.

What is your hope right now?

 

 

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Just praying

Sometimes all the words my heart has is just prayer. Pray with me or for you if you would like.

Father, my heart hangs low as I try to find words to offer you. Father, this season requires courageous risk out of me. I am finding it hard to trust your character building in me. I ask for your peace and patience to fill my heart. Fill me with confidence to be courageous. Show me the areas in me that I still grip out of fear. Show me where my heart needs to surrender to you. Please bless me with your wisdom to think through this season. I want what you want. Help my short term sight hope in your long term vision. Hope seems like a risk. Waiting seems like the only  thing I can do. I will wait.

Father show your love deeply for my friends. Show yourself alive and present deep inside their hearts. Protect the dreams and hearts of my closest. Thank you for them in my life. Thank for showing me more of you through them. Bless their risks to hope in you. Reach down and grab my friends as life is bringing on some heaviness and fight. I pray for courage to hope in you for the next. I pray for their eyes to hold fixed to your abilities, power, protection, love, and peace. We are all feeling the heaviness of question marks. I hope in you for them. Please fight for the desires of my closest.

Lord show your power in small and big ways to this world. Show the value of living and believing different then all that the world believes. Show us the exhale that comes from choosing life in you. Show us your ways. Teach us your truth father. Help us to embrace foolishness as we walk in you, and give us all strength to stand up and own you as our God.

Everything I give you. Everything I’ve got I offer you in your sons name…amen.

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