My Way

“But as it is written: ‘Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor have entered into the heart of man, the things which God has prepared for those who love Him.” 1 Corinthians 2:9.

I am not sure about you, but this latest inauguration season has me thinking a lot about what to do when I do not get my way. When things do not turn out the way that I hoped or expected. When the results that I have been hoping for, and working so hard toward, are seemingly amiss. When no matter how hard I try, things just do not seem to be going my way.

The candidate I voted for, did not win.

The rights that I have been fighting for, seem to fall on deaf ears.

The job I have been trying to get out of all these years, sucks me back in.

The husband that I prayed for, never comes.

The child I have longed for, never brings forth a birth.

The marriage I have prayed for, never gets restored.

The dreams that I and so many others have, never seem to come to pass.

The God that I believed would show up, seems so distant.

What do I do, when I do not have the luxury of life always turning out my way?

When my way does not trump all things, what do I do?

When these things happen, they mess with my faith. My hope begins to turn to despair. My thoughts begin to spiral uncontrollably. I begin to spew things out of my mouth. Faithless things, about God, myself, and others, that I never want anyone to hear. So, I hide, like a superhero who has lost all ability to control her power. I isolate to keep from hurting myself, or others worse, because this hopelessness stuff is very real and dangerous. This hopelessness stuff is infectious and contagious, and it spreads so quickly across our globe. This hopelessness thing blinds my eyes from the ability to see beyond my circumstances or situation. This kind of blinding hopelessness, is based on one thing only:

Having things my way.

When the possibility of me having my way, seems long gone, all hope goes with it. When my life appears to turn out to be nothing, my hope goes with it. When it appears as though all I do, or all my will ever be will turn out for nothing, my hope goes with it. I sulk. I pout. I get depressed. I simmer. I stew. I get angry. And maybe you do to.

When we do not get our ways…we spew venom that spreads.

Yet, there is a better way. Do not be the one that spews selfishness. And I repeat, for my own sake, do not be the one that spews. My father taught me that sometimes we learn more from leaders in what not to do, then what to do. Take the good that you learn, and throw out the bad. Do not spew. Do not be a spoiled brat that has to have your way, or else will spew and have temper tantrum. Ugh! I know. It is hard.

Real hope though, the kind that makes America great, is not found in our circumstances. Real hope is not found in our wins, or having our way. It is not found in our political candidate, our finances, or our present situations.  Real hope is something that is not seen with our eyes, or our situations or circumstances.

“For we were saved in this hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what he sees?…” Romans 8:24.

Hope that is seen, is not hope. We are saved in a hope that we cannot see in our present situations or circumstances. We are saved in a hope that still hopes when the world calls us a loser. We are saved in a hope that comes when it seems as though all is lost. We are saved in a hope that does not demand that we have it our way. What are we to do then? How do we avoid giving way to hopelessness when we do not get our way?

“…But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with perseverance.” Romans 8:25.

We persevere. We press on. We carry on. We keep moving forward. We keep hoping when the possible things seem impossible. We wait. We move. We live. We love. We keep on hoping that the God in whom we believe we actually love has good plans in store for us, even when we cannot see it. And even when we waiver in believing that we actually love God, we continue to press forth, believing and hoping that we actually do. Especially, when we cannot see it. When we cannot see the hope. We persevere. We, the seemingly hopeless and despairing ones, Make America Great Again, when we continue to hope for what we cannot see. We, the lovely losers, Make America great again, when we do not spew. We, the weak ones, Make America Great Again, when we hope, even when things do

Hope that comes from God, does not disappoint. Hope that only comes when we get our way, will eventually let us down, and lead to spewing.

Which hope do you choose? Your way? Or God’s way?

We can win, and not be a winner, and we can lose and not be a loser. Do you believe that? Believe it! There is hope for the weak, the foolish, and the losers. There is power in humbly laying down our ways and our plans, for God’s ways and God’s plans. There is power in persevering, always abounding in hope, even when things seem hopeless.

“Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” Romans 15:13.

“For in You, O Lord, I hope; You will hear, O Lord my God.” Psalm 38:15.

“Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us.” Romans 5:5

“Therefore we do not lose heart. Even though our outward man is perishing, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day.” 2 Corinthians 4:16.