A while ago I had sent my resume off to a church that Sara and I both thought would be perfect. The church is about 20 minutes from Sara's parents and 50 minutes from mine, so not too far from family. The area is familiar as Sara grew up in that area. We have had interactions with this church before and knew that theologically we are on the same page. Sara is related to a good portion of the members of the church. The position was not quite the one I desired, but all of my experience at camp would have made me perfect for the role. We even know the pastor of the church; he and I attended the same seminary just at different times. I am telling you this seemed like the perfect fit for us. So we were so enthusiastic as I sent in my application. I think I even said something to the effect of "If I can't get this position, I won't get any."
About a week after we sent my info, I received a letter from the church. I was so excited, the wait was going to finally be over, God was sending me in and I was ready. As I read the letter my head fell. I even think tears came to my eyes. It was one of the nicest rejection letters I ever received. The church had already filled the position before my resume had gotten to them. When I concluded reading the letter I slumped down, threw my head back, and said to myself I had no more hope.
I do not know how much time had past, as I sat there feeling so hopeless, I asked God "what do I do now?" In my prayer God reminded me that I was not hopeless. I had forgotten for a minute, my hope is not serving God at a church, don't get me wrong, this a noble thing to do and I desire very much to find a church to serve at. My hope however was not that, my hope is Jesus Christ. Paul writes in his letter to Timothy "Paul, an apostle of Jesus Christ, by the commandment of God our savior, and the Lord Jesus Christ, our hope."
How often do we as believers forget what our true hope is. We get caught up so often in the little things, that we forget our hope is in the Lord. Our hope is the Lord. If we have forgotten what our hope is, how do we ever intend to always be ready to give a defense to everyone who asks us for a reason of the hope that is in us? Truth is we can't give an answer for the reason if we don't remember what that hope is in the first place.
When I accepted Christ as my savior and Lord, He became my hope. Ever since I realized that I was a sinner, and needed the sacrifice that Jesus offered of Himself upon the cross, and that no other sacrifice could save me from my sins, I have been learning to trust Him for everything. He has promised to meet all my needs. With His own life He has paid the down payment on those promises, and with His resurrection I know that He can and will fulfill those promises. Through it all He has become not only the one I have placed my hopes in but also He has become the very thing I hope for. I may desire a church to serve Him at right now, but ultimately I only wish to stand in His presence, and know Him.
It was a valuable lesson for me to realize that I was loosing focus. When I realized how silly I was, I smiled. God is my hope, and He will never leave me or forsake me. I can never loose my hope, for God is eternal. So I have to ask, what are you hoping in?