Do you remember that horrid story they used to tell us when we were kids? It was about a little boy who hoped for some nice surprises in his Christmas stocking. However, he only received a lump of coal because he had been naughty? I can remember feeling so sorry for him and always hoped he would get over the disappointment. Apparently there is no documented evidence for the truth of this story or its origin. However I do remember hoping that it would never happen to me.
At Christmas time we seem to do more hoping than usual. In some countries people are hoping for snow at Christmas, while in Australia we are probably hoping for good weather, especially during our many outside Christmas activities. On a more serious note this Christmas there will be those who are hoping for peace, for health or even just to be alive come Christmas Day. For many it will be overshadowed by sadness.
The more I think about it the more I am convinced that hope is one of the loveliest words in our vocabulary. If all else fails in our lives, hope will keep us going. Even in the bleakest of situations, if all we have is a glimmer, a spark, or even a faint whisper of hope, it will be enough to propel us forward. At the moment I am reading ‘Treasures from Paul’ a series on his letters to the Philippians.* Chapter six is titled, Whispering Hope, it is such a lovely chapter and was so encouraging, I plan to read it again when I have finished the book.
Yesterday a card arrived with the words inscribed, May the joy of Christmas fill you with hope today and always. My prayer for everyone who reads my blog this Christmas is that hope will fill your hearts and you will not forget that Jesus came down to earth for that very reason. To be our Hope.
Designed by Johnathon (our grandson) when he was ten years old. 2002)
*Treasures from Paul: Philippians, written by Ken Chant/Vision Publishing.
The hymn Whispering Hope,written in 1865 became popular in the 1960’s and 70’s