
I was reading in the Book of Job this morning:
"where then is my hope?" (Job 17:15a)
It is an absolute certainty that each of us, as we travel through life, will encounter suffering and death.
Each of us, with little effort, can call forth excruciating examples.
In only takes moments for me to recall a dear loved one struggling with cancer and ultimately death, someone who is suffering with drug addiction and ends his life with suicide, someone who is completely lost in life and drowns their woes with alcohol, someone who precious daughter was killed in an automobile accident, quite a number of people whose life-savings were decimated in our current recession.
Consider this lithograph. It depicts absolute and utter hopelessness, nakedness, and even a sense of trying to find protection from an unseen assailant.
Sure, all of us work hard to focus on the blessings around us. Those of us who live in the United States enjoy unparalleled luxury and ease, as compared to many around the world. We have nice houses, wonderful families, automobiles, flat screen televisions, and lots of stuff.
But, where does it all end?
Naked and a return to dust is the final destiny for all of us.
You say, "No! Stop talking about that! That's so negative!"
Perhaps. Nonetheless, your desire to turn the head doesn't make it less so.
A great multitude would have us "live in the now". Fine, wonderful, but your ultimate destiny is still the same. Death! The end of you.
My father, for better or worse, continually proclaimed: "Life's a bitch and then you die".
If you are currently in the midst of heart-wrecking pain, or will take a few minutes to consider these words, and plumb the depth of its stark reality, you will find terror-stricken loneliness, pain, and hopelessness.
Hopelessness. What an awful thing!
So, where then can we hope? Is there anything, or anyone in which we can place our hope? Is our life a meaningless existence and death?
We must all answer this question for ourselves.
For me, I have surveyed the evidence and have concluded that God does exist. Furthermore, looking at the testimony of a great many over the world's history, I have also concluded that this God, my creator, has communicated to me where hope can be found.
Did you get that? Finding hope is a BIG, BIG deal.
I have placed my hope in the character of God. I have chosen to believe, and place my faith in the fact that God is sovereign, that God is just, that God will vindicate me, and while still infinitely hard to completely believe, I have also placed my faith in what theologians call "that great hope": life everlasting with God.
Dear reader, do you have hope? Where do you find it?
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