My friend, may I ask you a question? What defines the seasons of a Christian life? Is it what is apparent or is it something subtle? Is Godly success measured by what we do or how we do it? Does God define success by the apparent strength of our roots and boughs; or by the fruit that we bear because of these?
Life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I'm Mark Brunner.
What do you hope for today? Perhaps your hopes are as tall as the mountains; perhaps they are no bigger than a pitcher’s mound. Whatever the case, most people awaken each day with some sort of hope in their breast. Some may hope simply that they are able to get enough coffee into their morning so that they can stay awake on the morning commute. This may seem like an empty hope. But, considering the consequences, it is probably a pretty valid one. Others may be less focused on the here and now and put their hopes in something that will happen farther down the road. Whereas those whose hope is anchored in the practical and imminent present are content to reach out and touch hope, those whose hope is anchored in tomorrow aren’t willing to let it go at that. They want to embrace it and not let it go until their hopes become reality. These are the ardent in hope; those who are willing to subdue hope, slow it down a bit and, when finally captured, own it.
Plums are one of my favorite fruits. But, to eat a plum you need to be willing to live in the hope that once past the sour skin, there awaits a feast of sweet pulp just ready to be eaten and enjoyed. In many respects you can categorize hopeful- ness in believers this same way. As there are voters willing to vote and those who are willing to work and vote, there are also believers that are willing to hope just as long as it is a pleasant experience and those that are willing to experience life, the good and the bad, as long as there is hope enough to make the journey bearable. With plums as well as life, you have to be willing to get by the bitter in hopeful anticipation of the sweet. So it is with believers. Some hope to live; while others live in hope. One just can’t get past the bitter experiences in life; the other endures until a sweeter passage is gained. One hope is founded in this life and the other in the life to come. Clarence Macartney writes: “No one who knows what can happen at sea would go to sea in a vessel that carried no anchor, even though it were their greatest and most modern liner afloat, for circumstances might arise when the hope of the ship and all her company would depend, not on the captain or the crew, the engines, the compass, or the steering gear, but on the anchor. When all else has failed there is hope in the anchor.” (Macartney’s Illustrations, pg. 172)
Are you hopeful for the day? Or, are you hopeful in the day. When you place your hope in the sweetness of eternal life that awaits just beyond the bitterness of this earthly life, you embrace hope, make it your anchor and put yourself into a position to endure this present bitterness with an earnest grasp on what hope really is, the love of Christ. This is your refuge, a special place that only those who live in hope can inhabit. The world does not understand such hope because it is cloaked in a “skin” of bitterness that only the believer, the one looking for sweet hope, can penetrate. Praise God that He has made us to know this hope.
We pray. Heavenly Father, make us hopeful for tomorrow because tomorrow is just one day closer to being in Heaven with You. May we never become so entrenched in this life that we lose the hope of tomorrow and eternal life in Christ.
In Jesus Name! Amen.
Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.
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