Hope, by its very definition is “to look forward to with confident expectation.” We hope our children live Godly lives. We hope our car will get us to where we need to go. We hope we can make it through another day sane. But does that hope last the mere 24 hours that we need it to. Do we often become lost in our own self pity that we lose sight of the true hope that we have, the hope that is Jesus Christ.
I know I do.
I want to share hope. I want to share the longing of Christ’s abundance with confident expectation. I want to experience his hand at work in my heart, not my own selfish desires dragging me down.
I want to really show his love to those around me. I want to be his vessel every day, not just when I am in front of people.
Won’t you join me in this challenge? What would your life look like if you held on with a tight grip to his Lasting Hope, and then, through that holding on, you rubbed it off on those around you?
We have two choices in our lives:
To wallow in our own man made self pity,
To hold on tight to the Lasting Hope that Christ gave us this Christmas season.
Which will you chose?