My Hope is sure

October 9, 2009 –
Like the sun that shines through a hole in the storm covered sky, or the breaking of dawn after the long night that held fear or uncertainty. Our anchor our hope is not in anything this world offers. Where moths destroy and the thief steals away what is precious. Our hope is steadfast. Held for us securely behind the veil waiting for us. Our very treasure is Jesus, our hope and our glory. We are honored to have been drawn by his Holy Spirit, convicted of sin and by the bloodshed for us, honored to be given the right to be called the children of God. Our hope is our anchor that keeps us from being destroyed even by the hart ships in this lifetime. The uncertainty of what is offered by this world we live in. Our hope is held in him, behind the veil, in Heaven. The hope of our destination pulls us through trials and tribulations of the daily life we live as strangers in a strange land. Because he is unchanging, our hope increases the more intimately we connect with him. I am unspeakably grateful for a hope that is larger than I am, building a faith that honors him and touches his heart. I had nothing to do with gaining this faith or hope. I am overwhelmed by this gift given to me.Thank You Father. Hebrews 6:19