But If We Hope


I wait for the LORD, my soul does wait, And in His word do I hope.  Psalm 130:5

There is one particular Christmas that stands out for me.

I must have been seven or eight years old. 

My mom shopped at a grocery store that carried toys at Christmas time.  Up above the regular food items, high on a shelf, were glorious toys.  My favorite?  A doll.  She was called a "fashion doll" because she came with several other outfits and manikins. To me it was a huge box.  It was covered with a clear wrap so you could see the doll and her dresses.  Her name was "Candy Fashions."

I fell in love with that doll.  I wanted her for Christmas more than I had ever wanted any other toy.

When my mom would go shopping, I'd go to "her" aisle and stand gazing up at her for the whole time my mom shopped.  It became almost a ritual for me.  My mom knew I wanted that doll.  So did Santa.  But the question was, would Santa bring me something that wonderful?

Our family didn't have a lot of money at Christmas, and the toys we got were usually modest.  It was a given not to expect too much. When other girls got a real Barbie - I had to settle for a lookalike doll. I knew Candy must cost a fortune but I so wanted her!  But did I really deserve something that wonderful?  Those things were for other girls.  Not me.

I'd eagerly anticipate that trip to the store.  I'd stand looking longingly at her, wondering if she could possibly ever be mine. 

To be honest, I remember the longing for her and the standing in that store more than I do actually getting the doll and playing with her.

That says something to me.

It's easy for me to forget that this life is temporary.  Some days it feels as if things will always be the way they are now.  This aging body, with it's pains and aches and body parts that don't work the way they used to.  I can get discouraged.  Feel down.  I get caught in that "same old, same old" from yesterday's post.

As I study through the chapter of Romans 8  (Yes, it's taken me a long time to learn this chapter!), several verses stand out clearly - verses that draw me back to those feelings of anticipation from all those years ago.  

For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. Romans 8:18

And not only this, but also we ourselves, having the first fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our body. For in hope we have been saved, but hope that is seen is not hope; for who hopes for what he already sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, with perseverance we wait eagerly for it. Romans 8:23-25

You see, it's still all about hope.  It's about anticipation.  It's about perseverance.

So on the days when my body hurts.  When I've no strength or energy - I need to remember that this is not all there is. I need to remember the glory that is to come.

I need to remember that.

And I need to hold on to that with the same joy and anticipation that I once felt as a little child at Christmas.

Father God, Help us to remember that this life is not all there is - that there is glory beyond compare waiting for those who love You.  Help us to be able to hold on to those feelings of anticipation and perseverance on those difficult days that seem as if they will go on forever.  Amen and amen.

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