Our Hope: Discovery

This is about me today.  Yes, me.  I am sorry, it is not the normal Our Hope you are used to seeing.  But my hope, no, my need, is for you to understand how mighty our God really and truly is.  How awesome a Savior we serve.  How very small and insignificant we are in reality, yet so fully loved.  This is my day of Discovery.

I had a doctor’s appointment today.  It was supposed to be my yearly physical, with my labs having been done a week prior.  I was well aware that I had not been exercising regularly like I normally do.  I also have not been eating right–Way not right.  But I did not expect to get blind-sided like I did.

I take my medications, just like clockwork.  I follow all the instructions, ie., take with food, take at bedtime, etc.  I make sure I get a little bit of activity, but the past year and half I have become slack in this.  I spend a whole lot of time on the computer, working for my regular employer, and also writing.  I also teach a life-group at church, which requires study throughout the week.  I attend meetings for work, and I am always on the go.  But being busy does not encourage eating well or getting a good amount of healthy exercise.  And not resting well also contributes to a lifestyle not exactly designed to help ward off illness.

So today I got my wake-up call.  My Discovery.  I am sick.  And if I do not do something to change my life, and I mean now, I will not live.  I must obey my doctor and then I can live.  I must learn to discipline myself, in all things.  And I must learn to trust Jesus to lead me through this period in my life.  I am intentionally pressing forward, onward and upward, because I intend to live.

I got the diagnosis; now I need a plan.  My doctor, who is a fine Christian man, will help me.  My husband will help me.  And I know that once my family and friends find out, which will likely be via this devotional, they will be here for me.  But there is an even greater plan, one that is perfect, and will not fail.  One that has my best interest at heart, and devised by someone who loves me desperately.  This is my help, and I know where my help comes from.

“I will lift my eyes to the hills–from whence comes my help?  My help comes from the LORD, Who made heaven and earth.”  Psalm 121:1-2 (NKJV)

This is a day of discovery.  I hope that you will see what I have seen–that we all have something, an illness, a person, a thorn, but something, which will be revealed to us in God’s due time.  We cannot prepare for it, and we certainly cannot avoid it.  It is not always a physical illness like mine, but it will always require healing.  And Jesus is our Healer.

Jesus is Our Hope, and because He is, we need not walk in fear, or worry, or chastisement for our lack of good sense.  He loves us, and He accepts us as we are.  He will minister to us, and comfort us, and He will carry the burden of what we have to bear.  He shows us what we need, and then, if we will let Him, He will provide it.  He will expand our Discovery into something much more: the revelation of who He is, who He really is.  He is Our Hope.  Allow Him to become your Discovery as well.  I have, and I am going to live!

Blessings!

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