My days seem full of brokenness lately. Not within myself, but within those round me. I hear the sadness in the voices of those who cannot imagine how they will pay their rent for the month, let alone feed their children. I hear the ache in the voices of widows and widowers who wonder how they will face another day without someone to tell their stories to again. Wives and husbands abandoned by a spouse who promised “until death do us part,” only to find out that it was “until times got difficult.”
I spoke with a woman today who, by all accounts, should be a statistic. Divorced, little education, three small children to care for, no support from the ex-husband, only a part-time job and overwhelming debt. As I listened to her tell her story, all the different obstacles in front of her, including an embittered ex-spouse, I heard her speak of her faith. The hand of her Heavenly Father who led her, protected her, and brought her through it, coming out as victorious.
When she finished telling me her story, I was in tears. While others may have heard the pile of negative experiences, all I could hear was the way she overcame, how the God of Heaven moved in her life. I told her how much her story meant to me, how I was encouraged by her character, the integrity she had.
She chuckled when I pointed it out. God had been good to her. We ended our conversation speaking a blessing over each other. It was a sweet, precious, holy moment in the middle of a busy day. Others may not have taken the time to speak deeper than the surface. I have walked enough to know that God sets in or lives times when we can be refreshed and when we can refresh others.
Best Beloved, God is about recognizing the moments in life that others might walk right past. The mother who is sitting on the bench watching her children play at the park, the person sitting alone at a table in the coffee shop. It is a simple time that could be spent speaking about the weather and the latest sports scores or it could be a time of sweet fellowship and communion.
Our whole world is seeking hope. It may not be sought in the church pew on a Sunday morning, but it is sought in the interaction with another person. The look given to another, searching for confirmation that there is more than the struggle and strife.
If we are truly freed through the blood of Christ then it is time to let our lights shine and to encourage those who are still seeking that hope.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit, (Romans 15:13 NIV).
Let our cups of hope and joy overflow and help quench the thirst of those who are in need today.