It’s a dangerous state.
Oftentimes, it feels so empty and dry. A lonely desert. It just seeps through our pores and numb our spirit.
Something within fogs our minds, stripping our lives of joy and leaves us vulnerable and exposed.
Where does it come from?
I don’t know all the origins of the state of hopelessness. I don’t even know most of the specifics of these origins or sources.
But I do know the ultimate and most essential origin or source of hopelessness: we don’t have a harbor. A place of security and refuge.
I have a counselee who found “living hope” during our sessions.
Prior to his discovery and experience of it, he cursed loudly. Drank heavily, addicted to drugs, and chased women.
One day, his wife and children left him. He just wanted to die. Feeling so lonely and desperate. Hopeless. His bottom was dropping out of his life.
But God? He wasn’t in speaking terms with Him when he saw me.
Eventually, without preaching, I called his attention to the living hope where he finally found rest and repair.
This Holy Week, discover that Living Hope offered to all humankind this man discovered and made him well.
“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who according to His great mercy, has caused us to be born again to a living hope, through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to obtain an inheritance which is imperishable and undefiled and will not fade away, reserved in heaven for you, who are protected by the power of God through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time” (1 Peter 1: 3-5).