Therefore, since we have been declared righteous by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, 2 through whom we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in the hope of God’s glory. 3 Not only this, but we also rejoice in sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, 4 and endurance, character, and character, hope. 5 And hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.
Jesus. Christ Alone. Hope Himself.
I was so busy worrying about trying to hold on to Jesus, trying to not lose hope, that I took being broken to pieces for me to understand and grasp that Hope Himself would always have me. Held me tightly in His gentle yet unrelenting grip of love. I was powerless and it didn’t depend on me for my eternal security, so why did I think and act and live like every day life on earth depended on my ability to hold on to Him?! I was the weakest I’d ever been. War weary. I had no strength. But He held me, carried me, strengthened me.
I stand here today, an ambassador of Hope. For all those who are sufferers, for the marginalized and forgotten. For the children and their parents who walk the road of mental health and learning disabilities and think they’re alone. To help the church learn how to love and minister and cosuffer with these precious ones. To end stigmas and spread understanding.
But most of all, to remind people that Jesus Himself is Hope- and He has you.