“My soul, be at rest in God alone, from whom comes my hope. God alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not fall.” Psalm 62:6
Welcome to 2023. (I still feel stuck in the 1980’s somewhere)
I don’t like beginning a new year. It makes me nervous. I worry about what could happen in the future. Will it be good? Bad? Surely there will be some of both. Worst case scenarios run through my mind like water out of a faucet, but even so, I am usually more than ready to let the previous year go. Why? Because I hope the new year will be better than the last. And that is the gist of it — hope.
We can hope for many things. Hope that America will start going in a better direction than it is now, with a real leader in charge……….not an improperly elected, dementia-stricken, corrupt puppet controlled by the deep state that wants to destroy this great country.
Hope that people realize the gift of freedom and not cooperate with pandemic lies, fear and tyranny ever again.
Hope that believers will rise up for what is right and not allow themselves to sit back or become intimidated by the opposition.
Hope that people come to their senses and choose human life as a priority and stop worrying about ridiculous things like global warming. (Yes, the original name proponents now look foolish using. Changing names and definitions doesn’t change reality, sorry.)
Hope that Christ’s church will have a revival like never seen before.
Hope that our loved ones stay safe and healthy and that we have enough food and shelter.
The list is endless…
And so we dare to hope, because the alternative is despair. Hope in light over darkness. Hope in right over wrong. Hope in good over evil. Hope in the unseen. Hope in eternity. But our hope must be rooted in Christ. For Jesus is the only one who can save us from the mess we have made. He is our only hope. So no matter what happens there is always hope; if not in this life, then in the life to come. We can’t go wrong with hope. Never give up hope!