04 March 2016

The Three Furies of Heaven – Hope

Greetings Dear Reader,

I have a friend who hates the word hope.  She says it is a four letter word.  It is such a difficult thing when we reach the point where we lose hope.  It is one of the things that cause people to take their own lives. 

I have been to the edge of things when I lost hope.  I have reached the edge where I wanted to end my life.   Hope, however, is a relentless fury.   It pursued me to that edge and would not let go.  It dragged me kicking and screaming from that edge.

There have been many times since where I have heard the siren call of the edge of hope.  In those moments I am reminded that hope is eternal.  Nothing that comes against me can defeat hope if I do not let it. 

Following Christ yields hope.   He beacons us home with the promise that our hope will be fulfilled in him.  He leads out of the darkness that encroaches with the promise of light and life. 

The Edge – Michael Card 

Most of us will never know
How dark this world can seem
When life becomes more nightmare than a dream.
So to all of you who have survived
A visit to the edge,
I trust that you will understand this pledge.

I promise I will always leave
The darkness for the light.
I swear by all that's holy
I will not give up the fight.
I'll drink down death like water
Before I ever come again
To that dark place where I might make
The choice for life to end.

I've found that as I travelled
Through the inscape of my land
That mountaintops make valleys in between.
And when that nameless sadness
Like a cloud comes over me
I look back on all the brightness I have seen.

I promise I will always leave
The darkness for the light.
I swear by all that's holy
I will not give up the fight.
I'll drink down death like water
Before I ever come again
To that dark place where I might make
The choice for life to end.

I realize that though my world
Might seem so torn apart,
Most often it is joy that breaks the heart.
And that I am the richest man
Though I must beg for bread,
For the very One who might condemn
Has called me friend instead.

I promise I will always leave
The darkness for the light.
I swear by all that's holy
I will not give up the fight.
I'll drink down death like water
Before I ever come again
To that dark place where I might make
The choice for life to end.

I will always leave the darkness for the light.
I will not give up the fight.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I cling to hope, but seriously dislike the word hate. Thank you for your writings.