Helpless Not Hopeless
March 3rd, 2018 | #hope

Honestly, there have been more than a few moments this week in which I haven’t had answers to questions people asked or solutions or even comfort to the problems they’re facing. It's just been one of those weeks. Counseling, tragedies, funerals...I’ve been at a loss. I can't put marriages back together. I can't bring someone back to life. I can't deliver someone from addiction. I can't change the past. I want to, but I can't.

‪I’ve been reminded time and time again this week how desperately I need Jesus, how desperately this world needs Jesus. If my hope is in what I see or feel, I’m overwhelmed and left with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. You know, the kind that comes from not knowing what to do.

I've been reminded that my only hope rests in what happened on a cross nearly 2000 years ago and how my life changed as a result.

My hope rests in Jesus’ death, resurrection and continued work for me and for everyone coming to me for answers.

My hope rests in His return and eternal life with Him because of His work for me and in me.

My hope rests in the fact that this world, with its sickness, pain, lies, and injustice, is nothing more than a temporary stopping place.‪

I might not have answers, but I have hope.

What I so desperately need is what you so desperately need.

So, I'll keep pointing people to Jesus.  

My hope.

‪I might be helpless, but I’m not hopeless.

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