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Jump Start # 1467

Jump Start # 1467

Psalms 71:5 “For You are my hope; O Lord God, You are my confidence from my youth.”

  Hope! What a great word and foundational aspect of our faith. I have been working on this concept of hope for a special project. The word hope is sprinkled throughout our Bibles. Hebrews tells us that hope is an anchor for our souls. Without hope, people give up. In sports, when there is no hope of winning, the energy and enthusiasm is gone from a team. A student who realizes that there is no hope of passing will just give up and often not even show up. When rescue teams have no hope of finding survivors, the families are crushed. Hope is what fuels us. Hope for change. Hope for better days.

 

There is a difference between hope and wishful thinking. Four leaf clovers, crossed fingers, good luck charms, fall in the category of superstition. I knew a guy in college who was convinced that his school’s basketball team was winning because of his lucky clothes he wore. He never washed them. Didn’t want to wash away any luck. I was glad when his team finally got beat so the guy would take off those stinky clothes. Was it the clothes or the team’s ability? Why did his team lose if he was still wearing the lucky clothes? Biblical hope isn’t superstition. It’s based first, upon God and His promises. God is true to what He says. Our hope is built around what the Bible says. That gives our hope some substance. Wishful thinking is just that, wishes. It’s what you’d like to see come true. It’s a dream. There is no reason to think that it will ever come true.

 

Biblical hope is real, it’s sure. It’s something that you can count on. Our verse today illustrates that. The hope of the Psalmist was in God. A living, real, promise keeping God. His hope wasn’t in things. His hope was not in himself, but rather in God. Because his hope was in God, he would follow God, believe in God and obey God. Those are natural responses and conclusions to one who had real hope.

 

Now, here’s the difference. Most hope to go to Heaven some day. They do not realize that their hope is really nothing more than wishful thinking. They don’t do anything about this hope. They don’t worship the God that will open the door to Heaven. They don’t live a life according to the Bible that would build that hope and give that hope some substance. They don’t develop a spiritual character that reflects a love for God. They want to go to Heaven, but they don’t want to do anything about it and they expect to just go on as normal and cross their fingers that God will take care of all the details. Wishful thinking! That’s all it is.

 

Hope, as found in the Bible, changes a person. People like Abraham had hope in the living God. They walked with God. They loved God. They did what God wanted and expected. Hope was real for them. This is why people like Paul could say “In the future there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness…” His hope wasn’t in the fact that he deserved it, earned it nor did everything just right. His hope was in God. A God he loved, trusted, followed and wanted to be with. This hope was a sure thing.

 

I talk to parents and grandparents who are concerned about their kids. They “hope” that they’ll start going to worship again. They “hope” that there will be a change in their attitude. However, very little has been talked about or done. The questions and criticisms of these grown kids have not been addressed. The parents are afraid to mention the subject, so they don’t. They still want their kids to follow Christ, but they do not point the way. This hope is really wishful thinking. Their kids are not interested. They never plan to darken the doors of the church. They are content to live without God. The parents no longer try. The hope of these parents is not Biblical hope. It’s not based upon anything. And in some cases, the parents are expecting someone else to be the one to do something.

 

The same goes for the direction and leadership in some congregations. Some are a real mess today. Folks are jumping off a sinking ship. The leaders are hopeful that things will turn around. But nothing changes. More leave. A dark cloud sits over the congregation. Everyone wonders who will leave next. But, the leaders are hopeful. They are hopeful that things will get better. Is it hope or is it wishful thinking?

 

Hope involves action on our part. Hope involves faith on our part. Hope invites and includes God. Optimism isn’t the same thing as hope. Seeing the glass half full or half empty may be a great expression, but the reality is you only have half a glass. The hopeful person is optimistic. The hopeful person sees change, better days and better ways, because of God. Optimism alone can quickly become wishful thinking. Catchy expressions are cute and can be helpful but that alone is not the same as a hope that is built upon God.

 

My hope is built upon nothing less than Jesus’ blood is more than a hymn, it is the hope of salvation. For You are my hope, is what our verse is today. You are my hope!

 

Wishful thinking or Biblical hope? There is a difference. Which one do you have?

 

Roger

 

 

 

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Jump Start # 1053

Jump Start # 1053

Psalms 71:5 “For You are my hope; O Lord God, You are my confidence from my youth.”

Our Jump Start yesterday dealt with the topic of suicide. That is something we don’t talk about very much, maybe we should. Maybe it would help bring a greater understanding why suicide is not a good choice if it were discussed. The problems that lead to suicide are temporary. Suicide is permanent. The problems that plague all of us will not go with us into the next world. Fear, doubt, and hopelessness feed wrong choices. A person feels like they are in a corner with no way out. They feel like they have run out of options, so death is chosen. Ecclesiastes tells us that a live dog is better than a dead lion. With life there is hope and options. Death ends all hope of change.

Our verse today reminds us that God is our hope. He is our confidence. Other places in Psalms would refer to God as our strength and shield. God is called a refuge. He is our help. It is not the within us, but from God that hope arises.

What is there to hope for?

 

Some are looking for better days ahead. Others are looking for more health. Some are looking for peace. Some are wanting a better marriage. Some are looking for a way to break free from an addiction. Some are longing for a real and close relationship with the Lord.

 

The real hope in God is forgiveness, righteousness and a home in Heaven. That hope is built upon faith and trust in the Lord. Not every day will be an easy day. Not everything will go my way. There will be things that seem unfair and flat out not right—but they do not take away my hope.

 

Later this morning, there is going to be a funeral in the Indianapolis area for a vibrant, cheerful, charming and  wonderful woman. She touched many lives for good. She had a marvelous influence and impact upon others. She was the wife of a gospel preacher. She had a long eight year battle with cancer. She died last Sunday at the young age of 42. She leaves two children and a husband. Her family is amazing. Their faith is strong. She endured much. Now her battle is over. For some, they will think, she lost. For the faithful, she won. What is our hope? A long life that ends up on the back porch in a rocking chair watching the sun set? Is our hope a bank full of investments so we can do what we want? Is our hope, escaping all the troubles that others have? That’s fantasy, not Biblical hope. Our hope is in the Lord. Our hope is to be with Him. Our hope is a Heaven than can never ever be taken away from us. Our hope is forever with God.

 

Death at any age is hard and sad. Death without hope is the worst of all. I have preached too many of those funerals. A person doesn’t have any time or interest in God or the Bible while he is alive. The moment he dies, the family begs that a preacher puts him in Heaven by saying the right words at a funeral. This is a joke. It doesn’t matter what the preacher says. God determines where we go based upon our life choices. A life without God becomes an eternity without God. Burning candles, dancing to the moon, reading Bible verses—none of that will change a person’s destiny once they have died. Had they lived by faith, walked with the Lord, obeyed God and held on to a Heavenly hope—their destiny is promised by God.

 

God is our hope. He will not magically lift you up out of a hole that you have dug. But with you, He will help you. With you, He will give you a new chance. With you, He will guide you and lead you all the way to Heaven. You can’t live like a sinner and die like a saint. Doesn’t work that way. Hell’s real. Jesus believed in it and warned about it. In most modern churches today, the only time the word “Hell” is mentioned is when someone is cussing. Too many preachers have moved on from that subject. They’ve outgrown Hell. They influenced a congregation in believing that God is too loving for Hell. So, folks drinking these false ideas, live with a fake hope. They think that they can go to church whenever they feel like it, and most times that’s not very often. They are convinced that they are pretty good people. They have no concept of righteous ways, righteous thinking or righteous lives. They walk where they want to, do whatever pleases them, and follow the god called happiness. They own a Bible but couldn’t tell you anything about it. For them, church is about coffee, free donuts and a few laughs. This misguided world, led by incompetent church leaders, is building a generation with false hope. This is NOT what our verse is talking about. This is not a hope like the Easter bunny or the tooth fairy. Our hope is real. Our hope rests in God.

 

Real hope comes from following God. Real hope comes from making righteous choices based upon the Bible. Real hope lies in the grace and forgiveness of God. Real hope is connected directly to the Bible. Real hope lies in the real God. Real hope leaves a trail of footprints that others can follow. Real hope is about prayers, worship, and godly living.

 

When one passes away who was a true believer and follower of Christ, their hope is sure and bright. Their death, though sad, brings joy because we know that they are with the Lord. We know from what the Bible teaches that they are better now than they have ever been. They have entered the beautiful home of God. They wouldn’t come back if they could. They’d tell the rest of us to hurry up and get there. There is a satisfaction about one of God’s children making it home. Safe. Protected. Joyous. There is a tug on our hearts to want to be with them.

 

This is what living with hope means. It’s seeing beyond the mundane things in life that can get us off track and slow us down. It’s keeping our eyes upon Jesus. It’s realizing no matter what happens to me today, it’s ok—I know sooner or later, my journey ends at home with God. My heart, my citizenship, my place is in Heaven. We live as if one foot is already there.

 

The answer to suicidal thoughts is hope in God. Not a plastic, fake hope. But a real, get down and roll up your sleeves, open up the Bible and dig in, faith bustin’, God obeying, hard praying, righteous living type of hope. It’s a hope for Heaven. It’s a hope that is God promised and Bible backed. It’s a hope that sees through shallow clichés and empty promises of man. It’s a hope that is only satisfied in God.

 

It’s a tribute and a triumph to know those who finished with such hope. Stacy was one of those. My heart hurts for her young family. My heart hurts more for those who do not know what she knew. She loved the Lord. She made choices based upon the Lord. She died in the Lord. Her hope, her way, her destination is in the Lord. Someday I plan to see her. Someday I plan to see others who have followed that same path of godly hope.

 

This is our calling. This is what it’s about every day. The choices we make. The path we choose. The words, the attitudes, the things we let bug us—faith based and hope driven or stuck on this planet.

We sing, “This world is not my home…” and I’m glad it’s not.

My heart, my hope, my home is somewhere else—it’s in Heaven with God.

Don’t you want to go there? Anchor yourself into hope of God.

Thanks Stacy, for your love, life and joy. Mostly, thank you for your hope in God.

 

Roger