NEVER HOPELESS

How long would you be willing to fight for Victory?

Someone once said to me that I must not fight FOR victory over problems, struggles, trials and temptations in my life. That’s a failed effort because the effort is mine. I must fight FROM victory.

I knew a man. He was a criminal. He was in jail. He served time.
He told tales of horror and tales of hope. He told stories that perhaps should have been left to die a lonely untold death in the aging memory of a dying man. But, he’d spared me nothing and I sat each day to listen, frightened, thrilled and rivited. Many times I felt like I couldn’t hear one more word, but I couldn’t walk away either. Today was no different.

To the poet unknown, I say “sing!” For from the heart springs forth the hope of generations gone by and those yet to come that exist only in the gleaming eye and beat of lover’s hearts. On your hope for rememberance hangs the greatest gift one can give another; a treasured tale of experience that encourages another to perhaps hope for the rays of another sun of another morn.

I found myself one night sitting in the basement of my house with a loaded .380 pistol in my hand staring down the barrel and wondering if I would feel anything. I could see the bullet. I could feel the weight of the weapon in my hand. The piece I had once trusted to save my life was now going to be the implement of my end. It was ironic.

The reality of a failing economy and the pressures we place on each other to measure up to some unreal, unattainable standard results in some of the most dramatic and drastic actions we are capable of taking against ourselves. Every suicide is sad. Bar none. It’s a homicide and that leaves victims strewn all over. No one escapes unharmed by the tragedy. Let me tell you of the saddest one I ever witnessed.

Chicks never stray far from the safety of their mother. So too, we should never stray far from the safety of our loving Heavenly Father. Are you scared? Are you tired? Have you strayed so far that you feel alone and as if you are calling as loudly as you can but no one hears? He hears you and He has wings that were meant for you.

How many times has trouble come our way and we have absolutely no idea where to turn. We sit there, head down, eyes fixed on nothing in particular and our brain seeking some place, some answer to whatever has just befallen us. We seem caught in a vice-like grip of trouble and we have no place to turn. I’ve been there. You might have been there too or you might be there right now! Want to talk about a hope and a safe place in times of trouble? Try reading this!

Tell me you’ve had back problems and you have my immediate sympathy. If you haven’t, as I have said so often in my writings, consider yourself very, very fortunate and blessed. Let me tell you the latest episode with mine and i’ll try and not make it some sappy sob story! If I do, lemme know!!

Tears are often the telescope through which we can see into heaven.
-me-

When fear and worry tests your faith
And anxious thoughts assail,
Remember God is in Control
And He will never fail.

-Sper-