157 Years Later…
From time to time, I think of the opening of Dickens’s novel A Tale of Two Cities: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.”
Like everyone else these days, sometimes I am hard pressed to come up with a list of compelling reasons to justify these being the best of times. If I paid really close attention to some of the more negative political rhetoric that’s screaming for my attention (and vote), I might truly come to believe that Armageddon is around the corner and that there is little if any hope left in the world. Well, maybe!
The good news is that there is “The Good News.” As Christians, we hear the gospel, are expected to live the gospel, and should feel compelled to share the gospel. In Luke 11, we are reminded not to bargain with God but rather to be direct and to ask for what we need.
So ask already…it’s ok to pester Him. It’s ok to nag God to show up in your life in ways that help you to show up too – for yourself, families, friends, and the entire human family. But a word of caution…it’s harder to ask when you live in fear and so much easier when you choose to live in hope. I’m convinced that God shows up in our hopes and not so often in our fears.
And who knows…when God does show up, He might just have that list of compelling reasons that remind us that these are indeed the best of times, filled with hope, not a time overcome by fear and despair.
Live well, life blessed, live in hope.