Hope rises in unexpected places
I am thrilled to be hosting one of my favorite authors today, Wendy van Eyck of I Love Devotionals. Wendy has just recently released a book I had the privilege of reading early — Life, Life and More Life. She recounts how she holds on to hope and faith in the midst of her husband’s cancer diagnosis. Click through from the book image below to get your hands on this book. You won’t regret it. I promise. I don’t give this recommendation lightly. I was crying through the whole book, while also being inspired to focus more on the goodness of our God. But first, listen to Wendy tell us some of her story here:
I have wished that I never heard the words, “Your husband has cancer.”
They are hope-sucking words.
Those four words were the ones we heard a few months after marriage.
And these are the words God has spoken into my heart time-and-again since then.
“Just trust me.”
I don’t think anyone likes hearing that phrase either. But sometimes “Just trust me” is what I hear Jesus telling me.
When I’m worried about what is going to happen next, when I’m stressed out over what the doctors results will say, or just down because I can’t see my dreams ever being reality that’s when I hear it, quiet, firm, “Just trust me.”
They are the same words that Jesus spoke to Jairus in Mark 5:35:
While he was still talking, some people came from the leader’s house and told him, “Your daughter is dead. Why bother the Teacher any more?”
Jesus overheard what they were talking about and said to the leader, “Don’t listen to them; just trust me.”
I can’t imagine how I would feel if I had just been told that my daughter had died. I’m pretty sure that I would have felt like the words, “Don’t listen to them; just trust me,” wouldn’t fix anything.
I would have wondered if Jesus really understood my pain.
And at the same time I would have known that Jesus was my only hope.
One thing I’ve learnt in the two years since Xylon’s cancer diagnosis is that when the rest of the world is saying there’s no hope, Jesus is standing there saying, “They’re wrong.”
When everyone else is questioning if Jesus really cares about the hard things we’re going through, I listen for his voice declaring, “Don’t listen to them; just trust me.”
Perhaps what I love most about this short encounter between Jairus and Jesus is that there is mystery. Jesus doesn’t tell Jairus that his daughter is in fact dead, or that he’ll have to raise her back to life.
Jesus invites Jairus to trust him in the mystery.
And Jairus does, and as he does, he finds hope. He does not know that Jesus will make everything better, unlike us he hasn’t read the end of the story, he can’t foretell that Jesus will bring his daughter back from the dead.
Jairus only has Jesus’ words to hope in.
When everyone else was saying, “You have no hope!” Jesus was saying, “I am your hope!” (You can tweet this)
Sometimes that’s all I have too. Jesus’ words calling to me, as I hold my husbands’ hand in the oncology waiting room, “Just trust me.”
As I listen I find hope rising in unexpected places.
Wendy is married to Xylon, who talks non-stop about cycling, and makes her laugh. She writes for anyone who has ever held a loved one’s hand through illness, ever believed in God despite hard circumstances or ever left on a spontaneous 2-week holiday through a foreign land with just a backpack.
You can follow Wendy’s story and subscribe to receive her free ebook, “Life, life and more life” at ilovedevotionals.com.