Hope // Five Minute Friday
I’ve had moments of such lack of hope that it felt like I might faint.
There are times in our lives when hope is deferred — delayed, sat on a shelf, not yet realized — you get the picture. The hope that we are supposed to be clinging to takes too much strength to hold onto, so we let go.
[tweetthis]When we loosen our grip on hope, our hearts sicken under the weight of what may never be. #fmfparty[/tweetthis]
In my own seasons of hope deferred, I sometimes forget that there is a promise weaved among the frailty of a hopeless and sick heart. And that is the promise of a loving and attentive God who desires to fulfill the longings of my heart.
Not longings for fame or fortune.
Not longings for restored relationships.
Not longings for better circumstances.
Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.
The very thing my heart had been longing for was to be filled by Him.
[tweetthis]Jesus is the longing fulfilled which brings forth the tree of life. #fmfparty[/tweetthis]
This life breathes hope to a weak and sickened heart.
I’ve spent long seasons in the camp of hope deferred. Yet even in that place, I was fully aware of the longing of my heart to be filled with more of God.