"Though He slay me, I will hope in him." Those words are written by Job. Powerful testimony from the mouth of someone walking through the toughest of valleys. The language of this verse is dark and light at the same time. The passage makes me think about Job's desperate situation, and yet his relentless and secured hope in the power and glory of God. It is a glance at the temporary and yet a focus on the eternal. It is perhaps, an oxymoron. It is the hope of the gospel. If we, as believers, trust in the goodness and grace of God, then even death does not shatter our hope in Him. If we hold to the hope which we profess, then our darkest moments are still surrounded in light because He is with us. His faithful presence never leaves us or abandons us but is constant. So constant, in fact, we often take it for granted. Job was surrounded by people giving bad advice, desiring that he would question God's character and goodness, but yet Job stands firm with his hope in God.
Today, where is your hope? If your hope is in prosperity, then you are roping the wind. If your hope is in this earthly life, then you are fighting against time. If your hope is in your children, then you are dependent on their perfection. If your hope is in your spouse, then the flaws become much more evident. If your hope is in your career, then you like Old Testament Israel are dependent on governments, contracts, and treaties. If your hope is in success and the favor of men, then you are running a race with no finish line. Today, would you rest (Matthew 11:28)? Would you rest in the only place where hope is secure? Today, would you surrender to His easy yoke and light burden (Matthew 11:30)? In the words of the great theologian, Jerry Rea, "Here's Hope" - it's in the Lord! Hear it from the psalmist:
"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way, though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains tremble at its swelling.
There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy habitation of the Most High. God is in the midst of her, she shall not be moved; God will help her when morning dawns. The nations rage, the kingdoms totter; he utters his voice, the earth melts. The lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.
Come behold the works of the Lord, how he has brought desolation on the earth. He makes wars cease to the end of the earth; he breaks the bow and shatters the spear; he burns the chariots with fire.
Be still and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations I will be exalted in the earth! The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress." (Psalm 46; ESV)