defeatism is not the cure for disappointment.

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I’m sitting on the couch we bought just six months after we got married, sage green and walloped after three children have settled into our family. It’s the house before this one. That house always got the best natural light and, on this early Sunday morning, sunshine is streaming in with a shimmer and shine.

My legs are tucked under and my Bible lays open on my lap. It’s part of the first breaking, where God began to tear my narrow vision of home and sew up the jagged edges with his always truth of Home. My feelings are hurt that some of life is not on my terms. I can’t find anything to say. Only, “Lord,” squeaks out.

And I remember Jeremiah 29:11, a verse used so often my heart had probably hardened to it. God promises a hope. He promises He’s planned a hope that is a fact even if I can’t see it. My heart is overwhelmed. I want to believe that fact. But I can be an emotional absolutist. In my flesh, feelings trump all and somewhere along the way I’ve developed the habit of not asking for the things I hope for the very most. It’s self-protection.

That’s the catch on this 22nd day of writing about hope. It has been digging its hook in for the past few days. What about all of these good hopes we all have? Maybe it’s a baby, a marriage, a ministry, a mission, a home, a voice, a victory. We hope for good things.

I don’ t think we should stop asking for them. I don’t think we should give up. I don’t think we should self-protect.

This is hope, that we would take these tender things so close to our hearts and lay them at the feet of the Lord. If the answer is no, not yet, maybe never He will still be there. He is able to carry our broken hearts; the very hearts that are laid bare before Him anyway.

Defeatism is not the cure for disappointment. Hope is. Hope: that confident expectation of something good. Hope: that belief that God is good even if life doesn’t feel like it. Hope: that understanding that nothing is wasted in God’s economy. Maybe our hopes will go unmet and maybe they will be overwhelmingly answered. Either way we can believe and trust that He will meet us there and He will be the same loving, pursuing, saving, rock solid, best God He’s forever been.

So. Let’s keep asking.

 

This post is part of a 31 day series.  You can find a link to each day right here. Find other 31 Dayers at The Nester’s.

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8 thoughts on “defeatism is not the cure for disappointment.

  1. Defeatism, self protecting! WOW I get soo stuck here!! I need to print the last paragraph of hope and stick it on my mirror! “Believing that God is good even if life doesn’t feel like it,” He IS all the time! I am having one of those self pity kind of days where I am trapped in my unbelief and this post was such a solid truth right in the face:)

  2. ‘In my flesh, feelings trump all and somewhere along the way I’ve developed the habit of not asking for the things I hope for the very most. It’s self-protection.’
    ‘ I don’t think we should self-protect.’

    Ellen, again, your words – His words. They are meeting me where I am right now. And it hurts. A lot. Which is a good thing, because it means that there’s a crack in the numbness that comes when you lose sight of hope.

    It is the next part of Jeremiah 29 that gets me every single time – ’12) Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. 13) You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. 14) I will be found by you,” declares the Lord, “and will bring you back from captivity.[b] I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you,” declares the Lord, “and will bring you back to the place from which I carried you into exile.”

    I forget.

    I forget to pray, to seek, to ask, to keep hoping.

    Thank-you, for the reminder that hope is the cure. Every time.

  3. thank you for the reminder…w/out hope, life is grey & meaningless, & w/out God, there is no hope. it’s so easy for defeatism to kick into my heart & life, but then God brings reminders like your blog post, & once again, i can hope in a good, loving, always-on-time & always-knows-what-is-best-for-me Papa…

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