Mom, Where Do They Get Their Hope? {Good Friday}

What are you reading?

The question came from an 8th grader who comes to visit me almost every morning.

A devotional, I reply.

A what? What’s that?

A devotional.

His scrunched face communicated his confusion.

You, know. A devotional. There’s a page for each day of the year.  This one is written as a prayer, but includes Scripture.  {I keep trying to explain.}

Well, what’s that? Do you get a new one each year?

I continue explaining, showing him Everyday Prayers, my favorite devotional…

With my heart lodged in my throat.

Why do I assume that everyone knows what a devotional is? What Scripture is? Because I do.  I think if you live in America, then these terms are as common as cake and coffee.

Friends, they’re not. And something about this boy never having heard these words made my heart hurt.  Not because I want him to be well-versed in Christianeze, but because I wonder what he knows of faith and Jesus.

Savior Jesus.

I share this discussion with my kiddos as we are driving last night.  Mostly retelling the story to remind them that the way we talk about Jesus and His Word is a gift – to all three of us.

Our faith is not a “have to” but a “get to.”

And then Hannah says, “I don’t understand where they get their hope.  The kids who don’t know [about Jesus]…where do they get their hope, Mom?”

And my heart – which is filled with much hopelessness right now – whispers…

Yeah, mom, where do they get their hope?

Whew.

As I try to move on, settle in, and let go…Where is my hope coming from?

From today and Sunday.

hope-and-the-cross

My hope is found in this day over 2,000 years ago when Jesus hung on a cross and died for my sins.

It’s found in…

28 Early on Sunday morning,as the new day was dawning, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went out to visit the tomb.

 Suddenly there was a great earthquake! For an angel of the Lord came down from heaven, rolled aside the stone, and sat on it. His face shone like lightning, and his clothing was as white as snow. The guards shook with fear when they saw him, and they fell into a dead faint.

 Then the angel spoke to the women. “Don’t be afraid!” he said. “I know you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He isn’t here! He is risen from the dead, just as he said would happen. Come, see where his body was lying. And now, go quickly and tell his disciples that he has risen from the dead, and he is going ahead of you to Galilee. You will see him there. Remember what I have told you.”

 The women ran quickly from the tomb. They were very frightened but also filled with great joy, and they rushed to give the disciples the angel’s message. And as they went, Jesus met them and greeted them. And they ran to him, grasped his feet, and worshiped him. 10 Then Jesus said to them, “Don’t be afraid! Go tell my brothers to leave for Galilee, and they will see me there.” Matthew 28: 1-10

Wow.  Just wow.

His is risen.

Jesus conquered death.

Giving me hope. Giving you hope. Giving the world hope.

Because we need hope. Life is hard.  Suffering is plentiful.

I am a victim, but that’s not my identity. Some things will be fully healed only by your second coming.  Let me be okay with that, even as I trust you to use my pain for the benefit of others.  Scotty  Smith

Some things will not be completely healed this side of heaven, so I find hope in Him alone.

He is risen!  Have hope.

Happy Easter, sweet sisters.  May your day be filled with worship of your Creator.

Comments

  1. Mary Kay says:

    Thanks, Sarah. We have a living Hope! We are so blessed. Happy Easter to you, too.

  2. Amen Sarah! I too am so thankful for the hope I have because of Jesus……and yes, it makes all the difference in the world this side of Heaven too. Jeremiah 29:11

  3. Karen Wilson says:

    Yes, Sarah, there is hope for each and every one of us! Thanks be to God! There is hope!! Amen.

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