May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that you may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Romans 15:13
I eat a bowl of raw carrots, mid-morning, every day. On the days I don’t finish them, I randomly toss the remaining carrots all around the first floor of our house. There is a method to my madness.
Our indoor rabbit, Oreo, has no sense of smell at all. Since he was a rescue bunny and has some other battle scars, we assume he lost his sense of smell in whatever fight he got into before we got him. Nevertheless, he spends hours each day sniffing out every square inch of our first floor, scavenging for something to gnaw on.
It’s so fun to see him stumble upon the carrots as he goes. By instinct, he grabs the treasure and runs. He finds some nook where he can feverishly devour the carrot before anyone or anything can take it away. The irony is: I left them out for him; I’m not about to pull them back.
Even more interesting is when there are carrots out in plain site but the poor little guy can’t seem to see or smell them. At the end of the day, rather than letting them dry up and rot, I gather those carrots together and put them in his bowl.
We may not be rabbits, but I still think we’re a lot like Oreo.
God is always tossing out carrots of hope for us to stumble upon. If, like Oreo, we persistently search them out, we discover treasure upon treasure, right in the midst of our ordinary days.
Of course there are those days when we can’t seem to find even a sliver of hope, no matter how hard we search. I believe, on those days, our old battle wounds rear their ugly heads, blinding us to the good. As we dwell on old issues and rehash past mistakes, the sweet smell of all that is beautiful in our lives is lost on us.
However, despite being blind and unable to smell, hope is still right in front of us. If we can’t overcome our own limitations to find it, all we need to do is go to God in prayer. It’s there we discover He never lets hope dry up and rot. Instead, He gathers up an abundance of it and lays it at our feet.
Questions for Reflection:
* Are there days when I can’t seem to find hope, no matter how hard I search?
* In my prayer time, have I experienced God gathering up an abundance of hope and laying it at my feet?