The Withering Heart; The Flourishing Hope

The Bible story of Job who lost everything he had in the course of several days can be viewed as relevant to many in this day and age. It is a time in history where many of our futures are classified as unknown. Changes engulf us on every level. Our economy continues to plunge... wasted oil lingers closer to the borders... prices soar... pay decreases... and we wonder what we can possibly do to control our lives...

Job found out the hard way.. that we cant... we can only go one day at a time... and with every new day.. God gives us a bundle of new grace to handle whatever struggle.. whatever disaster... comes our way... His grace is sufficient... His lovingkindness is never ending..

We get so caught up in our present circumstances.. our stress at home.. at work.. we are vainly aiming to please a multitude... and we forget to please a Savior.. Job says in chapter 8 "Can papyrus grow tall where there is no marsh? Can reeds thrive without water? While still growing and uncut, they wither more quickly than grass. Such is the destiny of all who forget God; so perishes the hope of the godless."

We lose hope becuz we put all of our hope in ourselves.. and forget to take our burdens.. worries.. sorrows.. to a Savior... We remember the movie "Passion of the Christ".. the beatings.. the humiliation... the death... the pain... but we should not lose sight.. that Christ beat death... beat humiliation.. beat the pain... to save the "godless"... the "unqualified"... we are all thats left of Him on earth.. living breathing messengers for him... may we never be a "withering reed" but a "flourishing papyrus" in a marshless desert.. the world... it needs us.......

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