Let His Hope Arise

I have never been the kind of girl to have things all neat and put together. In fact most of my life consists of trials, mistakes and holding on to hope to get through. This doesn’t make me a mess, or weak, in fact it has been the recipe to thriving.

From a young age mental illness has taunted me. Hopelessness chased Me. Depression, anxiety and suicidal thoughts came for Me. Hope is what saved My life. This is not just any hope. Not hope in a person, place or thing. This HOPE is where peace, strength and life are found. HIS name is JESUS.

Now I know what your thinking, this girl is a religious freak. Someone brain washed her. Actually on the contrary it was hopelessness and being at the end of my rope that pushed me right into the arms of the Creator, seeking HIM and finding HIM for myself.

My life has been full of addiction, abuse and bad choices. Pretty sure I even hit the newspaper a few times displaying such actions. Not my best days, but certainly not what defines Me as a person. So good for us all that our actions do not define who we are.

We all have a choice to look at life as a glass half full or empty. If I spend too much time looking at circumstances and issues I will see the glass half empty, and it will start to bring on the fear and terror. I cannot do this. So glad each day only consists of 24 hours, for I know many days I would have given in to the despair. But being that we have new days, it helps to have a fresh start.

Lamentations 3:22-23

22 It is because of the Lord’s loving-kindness that we are not consumed,
Because His [tender] compassions never fail.

23 They are new every morning;
Great and beyond measure is Your faithfulness.

Something I practice to dispose of the negative is pushing all the troubles aside in my minds eye. I literally push them to the side to focus my eyes on HIM. I bring my weakness to HIS throne in my head and lay them there. I know this is where I will find alignment. This is where HOPE comes from. HE then gently sings songs of freedom and love over me. My perspective on situations begins to change.

This is not always easy, but something intentional I must do. Each day we have choices we must make. Will we let life defeat us or will we get up off the ground and live? I chose life. As a Wife, Mother and friend, I choose to not let life defeat Me. I remember all the things that have come to destroy Me, have not. I know who’s I am. I am HIS.