The Big Picture

“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, which according to his abundant mercy hath begotten us again unto a [living] hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, To an inheritance incorruptible, and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in heaven for you,”

I Peter 1:3-4

Hope is a powerful thing and can get you through some pretty dark days. Hope is something we look forward to that will happen and it can be centered on a person or an event to come. I have had days where hope got me through the day, and days were I felt there was no hope as I could not see past myself and my troubles. I do remember days where hope carried me on the clouds, and those days I will never forget.

In 1998, Rebekah and I started dating long distance and we lived 1,752 miles apart – she in AZ and me in Chicago. In those days, there was no FaceTime or unlimited talk or text, but the landline long-distance “deal” was ten cents per minute. Rebekah had twice come to see me in Chicago and it seemed as though the days when she was there with me just seemed to fly by. The time away from each other was so difficult as we were in love, and we hung onto the hope of seeing each other again.

In my lovesick state, I applied for Arizona State University in hopes they would accept me, and I would then have a reason to move. I told my mom and dad my plan in excitement of the possibility, but they did not share my sentiment. I explained I wanted to go to ASU, but I really wanted to just be in Arizona where Rebekah was. My dad easily saw through my plan and gave me every possible con to my pros and then some. He was not in favor of me moving, and he expressed legitimate concerns. I told him I simply could not stand being away from her, and I felt it was killing me. I told him that if I was not accepted I was not sure of what I was going to do. He told me if God was in it then we would be married at some point, and I would soon forget about all this heartache I was feeling.

My dad, being logical, told me to wait to see if ASU accepted me, and we would go from there. Shortly after that conversation, I received the acceptance letter, and I was elated beyond belief. We talked it over and made a plan for me to leave the second Saturday in July. All I could think of was our reunion, and it gave me hope and alleviated my sadness. Although I missed Rebekah, I knew it was matter of time before we would be together again. The hope I once had turned into the realization of that hope. I had hope of being with her in person, and now we are working on our 21st year of marriage. I am thankful for my wife, but I am beyond thankful for the hope I have in Jesus.

Do you have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ? Are you hoping in His undefiled, incorruptible inheritance that He has for you? Are you able to see the hope He has for you amidst the dark days of life? Do you realize if you have a personal relationship with Him then you will spend all of eternity with Him? The moment when Jesus was resurrected we were able to obtain the promise that will never fade, and a hope that is beyond hope. May our hope not be found in this world, but may it be centered on the promises of our God which will never fade away. May our lips always be quick to say: “Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,“ for the hope beyond hope we have in Him.

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