“Christians have a hope that can be ‘rubbed into’ our sorrow and anger the way salt is rubbed into meat,” Tim Keller writes. “Neither stifling grief nor giving way to despair is right. Neither repressed anger nor unchecked rage is good for your soul.”
I agree. And I add one thing: look for God’s love. It’s all around.
The number 2,340 is a measure of earnestness, and hope.
“Never despair of a child,” the 19th-century pastor Theodore Cuyler wrote. “The one you weep the most for at the mercy-seat may fill your heart with the sweetest joys.”
And after years of wandering and a heart-rending, spending spree, it looks like a prodigal …
And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year:“Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.” And he replied:“Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God.That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way.” I…
We’ve had our share of disappointment. Maybe more than our share. The bench time, the botched semester, multiple mediations that went nowhere fast. Lots of hopes dashed.
But there’s that other hope—the hope that won’t disappoint. That’s what this post is about. You’ve got to know about that hope.