Can I be honest? Sometimes I feel as if I’m schizophrenic. I know that’s a bit extreme, yet the struggle is real. In my head I know that I know that I can trust and believe. I know that I can hope when things are sinking around me. But sometimes my emotions get the best of me and I’m wallowing around in a pity party.
I hope this means I’m normal.
I lived in the world for about half of my life. I know how I survived without Jesus. Without sound doctrine to guide me I was pitiful. A basket case. Longing and looking for all the things I didn’t have. Sometimes I still fall into these bad habits, but there is hope!
I love this hymn.
My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness.
2 When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
in ev’ry high and stormy gale
my anchor holds within the veil.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
all other ground is sinking sand.
There is nothing good any of us can do to earn God’s love. It’s only Him. His blood in our place. His righteousness for our filthiness. His unchanging grace.realizing our depravity can give us hope Click To Tweet
This righteousness he offers gives me hope. I hope it gives you hope. This gives me joy and peace and love for my fellowman. Realizing how depraved I am gives me hope.
I know, it seems backwards doesn’t it? The realization of how nothing we are without him gives us our everything seems absolutely absurd. And yet, it’s in that realization. It’s that utter failure in our human ability where we realize our value and worth before our holy heavenly Father. In our dependence on Him, we find freedom. We find strength to walk another day and we find hope.