Hope. A word that means different things to different people and means nothing to some. At one time, I used to link that word to getting what I wanted: I hoped something would happen, I hoped I could afford that someday, I hoped my husband and I could conceive a child.
But now that I'm older, my walk with God has grown, and I'd like to think I've become a little wiser, that word has become much more to me than getting what I want. It's become a light in the darkness. It's become my beacon when I feel lost. It's become a part of me that I hold tightly to, and I fear what would become of me if I were to ever let go. Hope has become much more than I could have imagined.
When we know Christ, hope is knowing what will come of us when that last breath leaves our lungs and our heart thumps its final beat. It's knowing we'll be standing in a place of total peace, complete love, acceptance, and joy with others who've shared that same hope. A place we are able to go because a child was sent to us from a loving Father. And that child came willingly, knowing he would die a horrific death, but knew it would save us all, so he did it, and did it with grace and love - even showing love towards the ones who tortured him.
My hope for you today is that if you think you have nothing to hope for, if you've had bad things happen to you that you don't understand, or things don't usually go your way, that you would go beyond that. Those things are temporal. Someday, they'll all be gone. But the one thing we can always hold tight to, is the hope Christ gave us when He died on that cross. He opened a door. Even if He never did another thing for us on this Earth, wouldn't that alone be enough? After all, He did give everything.