Now, I know that the problem isn't hope, in an of itself. It's what I put my hope in. And that's usually my own best-laid plans. And those plans usually involve some variation of:
[Maximum Happiness + Minimum Pain = My Master Plan]
It's usually followed up with some sort of prayer to sanctify it, such as, "Oh please! Oh, please! Oh, please, God! Make this be Your plan!!!! And Thy will be done and all that too. Amen." If I was Catholic, I might throw some Holy Water in the direction of this "hope." And then I'd call it a day, and go about my business.
Until it doesn't work out.
Then, I go back to God and ask, "What happened? Why did You mess up the plan we'd agreed upon?" (Actually, usually I try to weasel my way into going back to bed and hiding under the covers, but that, thankfully, doesn't usually work out.) And then, if I'm lucky, I might finally hear that still, small voice. And I start to get an inkling of the fact that I've been putting my hope in something other than the right thing. Actually, something other than the right person. 'Cause I know He doesn't let me down.
My hope is built on nothing less,
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.
Refrain:
On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
Refrain
His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.
Refrain
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
On Christ the Solid Rock I Stand by Avalon
Hugs, Ruthie