Hopelessness

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April 21

Monday, April 21st, 2025

I was going to do my 5th installment of my thoughts on Glynn Young’s Dancing Priest series but decided to hold off a day because of the subject matter in Book #4. Instead, I wanted to focus on what yesterday (Resurrection Sunday) meant. There are so many directions to go in but I thought I might just summarize some of my thoughts from yesterday’s message.

The crucifixion of Christ was supposed to be Satan’s final act of devastation and death to Jesus. He thought He had won. But He didn’t know the God who was in charge and the power He had! That God was not limited like mere men. Instead, through the death, burial and resurrection of Christ He showed Himself to be unequaled. He showed Himself to be powerful. He showed Himself to be uncontainable. Perhaps most important of all, He showed Himself to be our one true hope when all seemed hopeless.

The late theologian, J.I. Packer, wrote, “While there’s life there’s hope, we say, but the deeper truth is that only while there’s hope is there life.”  Hope keeps us going. Take away hope and you take away a reason to keep plugging away. Where will we find that hope? Politics? Rhetoric spewed out by all sorts of people? Religion? The answer is No. No. And no. The only real answer is that hope is found only in Jesus, the Savior of the world, and His resurrection which, of course, we celebrated yesterday.

Sadly, we live in a hopeless and sadness-filled culture. There are so many who just give up and quit. They check out-mentally, socially, and tragically, permanently- because they have lost hope and meaning to life. That is why the resurrection of Christ from the dead, the greatest event in history, is so essential. It gives hope beyond the grave. It gives hope when all hope is lost. It gives hope when life says, “Let’s end this pain and misery.”

Did you know the first words of hope were not uttered in the New Testament? They were actually uttered in the Garden to Adam and Eve. God told the serpent the woman’s seed (Jesus) would crush the serpent’s head and all he would be able to do is strike his heel. (Gen. 3:15). There is a big difference between striking the head and striking the heel. When Jesus rose from the dead it was and still is the greatest event in history.

You can argue with this. I realize that. But let me leave you with a saying I learned long ago: “If you are right and I am wrong, I have lost nothing; but if I am right and you are wrong, you have lost everything.”  I will leave that thought with you today.

March 27

Thursday, March 27th, 2025

A person simply cannot live without hope. If you take away hope, you take away a reason to go on. 

Recently I have gorged myself on Leadership books, particularly those by Jon Gordon, Patrick Lencioni and James Hunter. I have one by Simon Sinek sitting in my stack to read next. But earlier this week, I had reached my fill and thought to myself that I needed something else to read to eventually renew my focus on leadership. So I began to go book by book in my library to see what either struck my eye or maybe one I needed to read again for a refresher course. My eyes stopped at a book by the late J.I. Packer and Carolyn Nystrom called Never Beyond Hope. It was published in 2000 and it is hard telling how long I have had it. I have an original hardback so I think it is safe to say a long time. When I opened it to glance through it I realized I had no markings in it, which means I have never read it. So with Resurrection Sunday on its way and the hope that springs eternal from that day, I decided to give it a try. The subtitle of the book is How God Touches and Uses Imperfect People.  I thought that certainly sounded like me so it appeared to be a good choice. 🙂

Packer writes the following in his Introduction: “While there’s life there’s hope, we say, but the deeper truth is that only while there’s hope is there life.”  Read that slowly again. I once heard it said, “”A man can live three days without water, 40 days without food, but only five minutes without hope.”  In other words, take away hope and a person has nothing to live for. Hope springs eternal is what we are told. Well, what happens when hope is lost?  I believe that is exactly one of the reasons why the suicide rate is climbing higher with each passing day.  Take away hope and all that is left is a mere existence, often characterized by painful memories, unmet expectations, and unrealized dreams. And, of course, when those are the thoughts the next question is, “What do I have to live for?” 

My heart aches and breaks for people who have come to the end of their rope and see no way out. I wish they could see there is hope and there is a way out. Even though their situation looks impossible and unavoidable and desperate, there is ONE who has open arms and a big shoulder. He is the same one who said, “I have come that they might have life and have it to the full.” (John 10:10).

Please keep your eyes open today (and everyday) for those who are hurting, for those who seem to have it all together on the outside, but inside they are a weeping mess. You just may be the person who brings someone back from the brink, and along with you, can give praise to the ONE who gives life meaning and hope.

February 13

Tuesday, February 13th, 2024

On my mind this morning when I woke up; when I rode my bike on my inside trainer; as I took a shower and dressed; and now as I sit and read my Bible at the table is a task-something I will do today…

I will attend a visitation and funeral of the friend of one of our new young ladies in the church.

She drank herself to death. That is harsh to say, I know, but even though only 30, her body said, “Enough.” It came to that point of her liver and kidneys failing due to alcohol abuse and past cancer treatments.

She is not alone. It is almost like an epidemic. People who lose hope. More specifically, young people who have lost hope. I guess we expect it more from an older person who can say, “I’ve lived my life. It is time for me to go.” But a young person? That cuts. Losing hope knows no age limits. It knows no status (Hollywood stars for example). It knows no financial acumen (the rich or the poor).

When did people lose hope? Please don’t fall back on COVID, although I am convinced it may have exacerbated it. Isolation. Loneliness. But I ask again: when did people lost hope? When did they lose sight of what David wrote: “How precious are your thoughts about me, O God. They cannot be numbered! I can’t even count them; they outnumber the grains of sand! And when I wake up, you are still with me!”? (Ps. 139:17-18). Maybe a better question is, “Did they ever know they were valuable to God?”

There seems to be no doubt that we are living in a hopeless generation and it is tragic that so many are living in such despair that they either want to end it all, give up, or in the case like this just simply say, “What’s the use?” and stop fighting for life. If we could only get back to what David wrote earlier in Psalm 139: “I can never escape from your Spirit! I can never get away from your presence! If I go up to heaven, you are there; if I go down to the grave, you are there. If I ride the wings of the morning, if I dwell by the farthest oceans, even there your hand will guide me, and your strength will support me.” (verses 7-10). Those aren’t words of lament, of complaining about God’s presence. They are words of triumph. Of joy. Of hope.

Something there is just too little of these days. But something offered to us by the One who gave and gives us life.