When You’ve Lost Hope

    Have you ever faced a tough circumstance and wondered, God, where are you? Maybe you’re in one of those situations right now. I’ve had them too.

    That was the situation with many of Jesus’ followers after He was crucified and buried. They had lost their hopes and dreams and didn’t know where to turn. Let’s take a look at one story.

    The same day Peter and John discovered the empty tomb, two of the disciples were walking to the village of Emmaus, seven miles from Jerusalem.  As the sacred city lay behind them, so did their hopes and dreams. While discussing the tragic events of the past weekend, another man appeared and began to walk along side them.

    “What are you talking about?” the man asked.

    “Are you the only visitor in Jerusalem who doesn’t know about what happened over the past few days?

    “What things?” the man asked.

    Then the two disciples gave the traveler a blow-by-blow account of Jesus’ arrest, crucifixion, and disappearance from the tomb. Their eyes were blinded by despair and didn’t realize that hope was walking right alongside them. All they saw was the tragedy, but they missed seeing Jesus walking on the dusty road with them.

    When they reached the village where they were going, they urged this “stranger” to join them for dinner. At the table, Jesus assumed the role of host and took the bread. He gave thanks, broke the loaf, and passed it to the men.

    At that point, I am sure a flood of memories returned to the men…memories of another meal where Jesus broke bread with His followers. But perhaps what opened their eyes to this man’s true identity were the nail-scarred hands that held the bread.

    Luke tells us, “Their eyes were opened and they recognized him, and he disappeared from their sight” (24:31 NIV).

    Perhaps you’ve traveled down your own dusty road to Emmaus, with circumstances leaving you confused, troubled, and depressed. If so, remember this my friend: Just because we cannot see Jesus or sense His presence does not mean that He is not there. He is walking the path with us. Jesus assures us with these words: “I will never leave you or forsake you” (Hebrews 13:5). He gave His word. He gave His life.

    Dear Lord, I know that you are always with me. Forgive me when I whine about being all alone. Forgive me when I whine that nobody understands my problems. I know that You understand all things and that You are my hope Who is always walking right along the path with me. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

    How would the realization that Jesus is always walking along the path with you change your reaction to disappointments and broken dreams? Leave a comment and let’s share.

    Digging Deeper

    Sometimes life just doesn’t turn out like you hoped it would, and we have the scars to prove it. But our scars don’t have to be something we are ashamed of, no matter how we got them. Just as people recognized Jesus when they saw his scars, people will see Jesus when you share about yours…when you tell your story. Learn how to turn your pain into purpose, and your messes into your message. Release the power of your past and begin using what you’ve gone through for good with When You Don’t Like Your Story: What if Your Worst Chapters Could Become Your Greatest Victories. 

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