How are you doing in your fight for hope? As I walked through the airport yesterday, statistically every fifth man I passed didn’t have a job and is probably fighting for hope.
We have to fight for hope and these days the fight has gotten more difficult. The tide of negative events that threaten to swamp our lives seems to keep rising.
You wake up, look at the news and the nation is two days away from bankruptcy. Many homeowners are upside down in their mortgages and know what that feels like on a personal basis.
Families that are already stretched by circumstances look at our leaders and feel that to hope at this point would be truly audacious. “Is it even worth fighting for?” You may be thinking to yourself.
But our faith promises us hope. Jesus brings us hope of the abundant life. We are “aliens and strangers” on this planet, says
1 Peter. “We have this hope as an anchor to our soul,”
Hebrews says. “These three remain: faith, hope and love,”
1 Corinthians says.
Tim Hansel used to say that hope was squeezed between faith and love because “it was what kept them together.”
If your hope is being squeezed, it’s normal. You have to fight for it. I fight by thanking God for the long list of wonderful things he’s given me. I try to keep my thoughts positive. But I have to do that daily.
How’s your fight going?
RE: INQUIRY
We are a youth group based in Kenya rural community. We are dealing in the following areas of activities
-Poverty eradication through cultivation of Horticultural crops
-HIV/AIDS awareness, prevention and support of the valuable groups through home based care.
-Promoting of youth friendly activities such as sports to elevate idleness and immoral behaviors
-Spiritual counseling to the rural youths to address salvation
-Promote water and sanitation
We are therefore looking for groups, families/organization through well-wishers who can assist the above activities.
Thanks
Yours Chairman
Reymond Otieno Odoyo
Phone No: +254723133328
AMEN !
Yeah, it’s a daily struggle for survival- faith hope and love really are all that remain
I fight by listening very carefully. God has never failed to give me exactly what I needed at the moment to sustain hope in my heart — a song I’m hearing for the first time, a verse spoken by a friend, a line in a book, part of a sermon, a tree robed in silver ice on a cold winter day, a wild beautiful sunrise in the heat of summer — He has unlimited ways to cause me to look up to Him, the God of all hope.