Hope in the Lord
Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise Him,
my Savior and my God.
-- Psalm 42:5
Another day in darkness. The stress is almost overwhelming. Almost. I pretend all is fine. Doesn't everyone? And yet the terror of what might come lies just beneath the surface.
I am afraid. I am not supposed to be afraid. It is lack of faith. Pure and simple. The Bible tells me again and again not to fear. God is with me. I know that. I do. But it doesn't feel that way.
Feelings have a way of going haywire. They're undependable and prone to exaggeration. I list the many, many things I have to be thankful for. I am grateful. I am. And yet here I am. Worried. Overwhelmed. Because I can't see a way and so far He's refusing to even show me a glimmer of hope.
And, yet, my hope is in Him. No matter the circumstances of my life. It is what keeps me going on these tough days, when others drain my time and energy. I desperately need to focus on earning money, on supporting myself, on taking care of my needs. Why am I the only one that can see that?
Why must I continue to sacrifice myself for a person who can't see beyond herself?
The answer isn't too hard. And it likely isn't what you think. I do it because I believe God has called me to this task. She doesn't deserve it but neither do I deserve what Jesus did for me.
Will I survive it? Probably not. I'll likely one day die from something entirely treatable because I put my needs last. Isn't that what we are told to do?
My soul is downcast. But I am reminded of the words of David. My hope is in the Lord. He can make a way even though I can't see a path. I trust Him. I don't trust anyone else but I trust Him. And He is all I need.