Have you ever been befuddled by a conundrum? In other words, have you ever found yourself unable to think clearly about a confusing and difficult problem or question? I have. I've been there as recently as this morning.
I've spent the past few days looking for an article I wrote that was published several years ago. The article is titled "What To Do When You Don't Know What To Do." I feel the need to read the words I wrote because I believe they will speak life into my current state. The answer I gave to what we should do when we don't know what to do is have hope. It seems I've lost the article because I can't find it. I've looked everywhere I thought it would be, but my efforts have proven fruitless thus far. When I find it I'll share it with you.
It's dawned on me that my physical search for my article about hope matches my current spiritual search for hope. Because I feel I'm lacking it, I have been driven, both physically and spiritually, to search for it. But it's nowhere I thought it would be, so I have become frantic and discouraged.
During my moments with the Lord this morning, I realized something. My hope is not lost at all. If it were, I wouldn't know it, so I wouldn't be searching. My searching proves that my hope still exists. And it's okay that my hope is not where I thought it would be because my mistake is not God's mistake. As a matter of fact, my hope is right in front of me because He's holding it. And He's holding it out to me.
I think my eyes have been averted by the distraction of the unexpected. I must remember that as long as I keep my eyes on Him, I'll always have hope.
I've been singing a song this morning sung by a popular artist from my past — Michael English. Here are the words. Let them encourage you.
I'll be holding out hope to you,
Even when the world breaks your heart in two.
When your life is consumed by your fear and your doubt,