“What is hope” I asked a Man
That stood in radiance, staff in hand
“How does one keep from growing weary
With broken heart and outlook, dreary? “
He looked at me through wizened eyes
And gently said “God hears your sighs
In every circumstance slow down
And look to God and His vast plan.”
“For in each life, comes toil and pain
And stress, and loss, and even shame
But don’t get stuck in that dark tunnel
With eyes fixed down and spirit pummeled.”
“For just like Joseph in the dungeon
With hopes and dreams lost in destruction
God orchestrated all his pain
To prepare him for a marvelous thing.”
“So walk THROUGH trials; eyes fixed on God
With trusting heart though life be flawed
And one sweet day, the good will come
And beauty from ashes will be your song.”
I stared into those holy eyes
And saw a story that could not hide
For He had struggled, suffered, and died
He knew what loss and shame felt like.
In that moment I began to see
That all my pain is not about me
For there is purpose to be attained
And mighty victories in Jesus’ name.
The struggles and loss, the pain and the shame
Serve a great purpose if hope-filled we’ll stay
Allowing God to work in the moment
Waiting on Him to honor His promise.
That EVEYTHING works together for good
For those that love God and follow His word
So never give up; be a prisoner of Hope
For the tables will turn; In that truth… stand assured.
Rhonda Shelford Jansen
Zechariah 9:12 (NIV) 12 Return to your fortress, you prisoners of hope;
even now I announce that I will restore twice as much to you.