SABBATH SNAPSHOTS: HOPE

8/11/13

WHAT? No snapshot and this is Sunday. The entry advertises a photo, so where is it?

Due to a transfer snafu, the picture of hope will be different for each of you.

Imagine, if you will, a door wreath at Jones Clinic at the entry to the “chemo area.” See in your mind boa-type wisps of a feathery pink. Note embellishment of “pink breast cancer awareness” ribbons. Visualize words of encouragement & hope written in black on thin white ribbon.  There’s your picture.

A picture of hope.

Actually, over the last 12 months, I have seen faces of the Jones Clinic clientele who are pictures of hope themselves.  There’s nothing like the diagnosis of a terminal illness to increase one’s hope for life. An extension of life. 

I’ve also witnessed kind, caring, but honest nurses. I applaud each of the similarly encouraging patients, who are all on the same side of the cancer struggle. 

All are hopeful. Hopeful not only for themselves but for each other as well.

The patients I see most often are all a picture of Psalm 33:20-22.

We wait in hope for the Lord; he is our help and our shield. In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name. May your unfailing love be with us, Lord,
even as we put our hope in you.

Picture that in your thoughts until I find the original snapshot of hope.

Meditative Moments

11/14/11 Our Lord had times of meditation alone and times of quiet conversations with His disciples. He knew the importance of pulling apart from the whirlwind of life for them and for Himself as well. It would behoove us to follow that example.
In our busyness there is often little time amid all the turmoil of daily responsibilities to pull apart for reading and reflection. How does one "work in" a quiet thought or the opening of God's word's for prayer and meditation? That's what Monday's are all about. That's why I always blog on Monday. Even if it's just a taste of scripture for us to chew on all week, it's essential to our spiritual well-being. In your secret/quiet place for communing with the Lord, look to Him for refuge and strength. Trust Him. Remember His love.

We wait in hope for the LORD; he is our help and our shield.
In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name.
May your unfailing love be with us, LORD, even as we put our hope in you. (Psalm 33:20-22)

Monday Musings in May

5/2/11 Since tonight winds up my BSF Isaiah study, I assumed that today's meditation would be one of the rich verses from that book. Yet, this morning as I was praying Psalm 33:20-22, for my friend, Ellen, who was having surgery, I decided those verses were worthy meditation for all blog readers’----way to focus on the ONE who is our help, our shield, our trustworthy Lord of mercy. The One in whose holy name we have hope.

Our soul waits for the LORD; He is our help and our shield. For our heart shall rejoice in Him, Because we have trusted in His holy name. Let Your mercy, O LORD, be upon us, Just as we hope in You. (Psalm 33:20-22)

Definitely verses worthy of prayerful consideration.

But God…..did not let my meditation stop there. Though I am not a proponent of the “drop and plop” method of meditation selection, my eyes caught the word flood on the preceding page.

For this cause everyone who is godly shall pray to You In a time when You may be found; Surely in a flood of great waters They shall not come near him. You are my hiding place; You shall preserve me from trouble; You shall surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah (Psalm 32: 6-7)

Though one might think I was interpreting these verses as an answer to the “possibility” of rising water in my neighborhood, it really spoke to me of my own heart. This psalm had me reflecting more on the flood of troubles that seemed to be overwhelming me lately. I began praising Him---that’s what meditation produces---for sustaining me when I felt as if I were drowning in heartache and even in my own self-pity.

In the first verses of the psalm, the psalmist, David, is hiding from God, but in these verses he is seeking to hide in Him. God became his refuge. Today He is mine as well.