The Reality of Hope

Guest Blog by Paul Grace

When you count your marriage in decades, friends and family see the numbers. They rarely see the reality. We rarely want to see the reality of anything much. We prefer to hear about obstacles surmounted, the smell of success, the sanitised version.

 

We are entering Advent and that compression of reality into a bubble of sanitised fantasy. The Father Christmas and Tooth Fairy of religion. A cute pink baby. A saintly virgin mother. Some warm hay. Soothing carols. Mince pies and tea. All before eat, drink and be merry. Pagan passion and Godly purity married in a sea of presents, food and enforced jollity.

Is there hope in such a version? Or does it counter our self-imposed span of three short months when nails rip through flesh … derision and betrayal bring this sweet pink baby to a gory end .. the addendum of “but He rose after three days” a sop to our conscience?

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I have a problem with Advent as I have a problem with Lent. We exclude and repeat so much in the church calendar. Always the next anniversary before the last is even cold. Predictable. Comfortable. The church always looking for new/creative ways to “bring the message alive.” Aware it is predictable. Is there hope in that?

Yes there is. Are you mad? Of course there is!

The birth of a child is a new life. Ask any mother:

Those tiny subtle changes. The am I or aren’t I? The knowing. The growing. The feeling. The sensing. The interaction. The relationship. The life inside. The worry the doubt the joy the heartburn the peeing the scans the changes the backache the whole tapestry of being two in one. Nine months if all goes well. The excitement growing as the due date comes ever closer. The expectation the nervousness the planning the dinky miniature clothes the endless paraphernalia. Then the pain of birth. Ripping bones sinews stretched past anything ever thought possible. And the weird squishy damp almost alien face. A new life.

There in that moment is the reason. That is hope.

And when Susan invited me to contribute this piece for her Advent series – to embroider a theme of Hope into these words, I was both honoured and daunted. Saying yes was not my decision. Saying yes was easy to do. Saying yes was His decision. He and I talk a lot. It’s impossible not to really.

Because God Soft Hands Jesus did not live only within Mary. He lives within me. God Soft Hands Jesus made His home within me. And not just me. Anyone who claims the right to be His child, His family, His disciple. All of us have this wondrous life inside …

But you have heard that before. That is just another predictable and comfortable phrase.

 

So I want to tell my unsanitised version of being possessed this Advent. Because it is even more beautiful than the chintzy version we will embrace again very soon.

When Susan asked, I allowed.

I allowed Him to speak through the tiny changes and knowing He and I have. Ask any mother and she will know what I mean.

That intuition. That tingle. That discomfort. That movement. That whisper.

Yet because I have the Creator of All living within me, He brings knowledge – wisdom – patience – generosity – gentleness – choices – invitations – guidance – and love. A love so pure it demands nothing and hopes for everything. He hopes for everything.

Everything good for me. His hope is not for God. His hope is entirely for me.

Was there ever a time when that happened with a child growing inside of you? Or was that child determined to make itself enough space, assertive enough to push and shove, respond to what you ate and drink with very clear happy or unhappy signals?

God is big enough not to have issues as we have issues. God is big enough to want everything good for each one of us. And if we turn Him down today? He waits. If we turn Him down tomorrow? He waits some more.

So Advent is okay, Christmas is fun, Easter is sad, the Resurrection is amazing … but that is just another compression of eternity. Often disconnected from reality – and so often disconnecting us from Him.

Because: He Lives Within.

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And like a new mum I used to doubt that. I used to wonder if it was real. I imagined and doubted, questioned and hoped, didn’t really talk about – all a bit embarrassing really. I had to learn what being possessed was really like.

He has been chuckling a bit as I type these words. Looking over my shoulder at the screen. I know He is okay with this. And I know he is chuckling because “being possessed” is usually a “bad thing” – when Jesus did His stuff and hoiked the demons out. No one wants to admit they have lost control. Handed the “will to live” to another.

Funny thing about that.

He never asks me to. We have a partnership He and I. He does not “need me” nor do I need Him. He simply wants the best for me, and I the same for Him. It’s fun. It’s serious. It’s laidback. It’s intense. It is learning. It is relaxing. It is trusting. It is faith. It is real.

And the oddest thing of all?

I can switch Him off any time I choose. He can’t. He never can walk away from me. I have learned that as well. Like I have learned I have to be demanding. I have to say yes. I have to accept. I have to allow.

And even though I can turn Him off anytime I like … I don’t want to. We have grown to like each other, want each other, deserve each other, love each other. We go well together He and I.

So as we begin this year’s Advent calendar … are you demanding … are you possessed … are you in this glorious partnership …? Because I know Him and he knows me and we both know this:

He hopes the very best for you.

Always.

Paul Grace writes thoughtful, Spirit-filled conversations and questions, delving ever deeper into his relationship with God on his blog, Just me being curious. Join the conversation.

28 comments

  1. A beautiful deconstruction and reconstruction of Advent, Paul. I love the way you wove in the hopes bound up in a new baby. Thank you for helping us recover the magic of incarnation which, as you say, is ours everyday.

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  2. “I can switch Him off any time I choose. He can’t. He never can walk away from me”

    I believe this rather sums up the habit of many who hope on him,lol
    A heart warming and beautiful reminder that HOPE in the Father is but a given. Those who know and believe because He is, so they ARE, will ultimately confess these truths as theirs. I love your stamp on being his and your relationship with him covering every aspect of your being…awesome!

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    1. Dotta, what a gorgeous comment – thank you. I love those two words you bring together: know and believe. So often we focus on faith and belief. Always the mystery. Know steps beyond that. Way beyond that!

      And in the knowing comes confidence. Confidence to love. Confidence to live. Confidence to be real in relationship.

      Wow!! Thank you.

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  3. “He never asks me to. We have a partnership He and I. He does not “need me” nor do I need Him. He simply wants the best for me, and I the same for Him. It’s fun. It’s serious. It’s laidback. It’s intense. It is learning. It is relaxing. It is trusting. It is faith. It is real.” Love this, Paul. Amen! That’s the true freedom of love at rest in God. Great ponderings with Papa! 🙂

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    1. Mel I read your words and wonder why you bang on about something so obvious. Then read your comment here and wonder why I bang on about something so obvious.

      Let’s keep banging on about it – let’s make it so obvious it is “obvious”! 🙂

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      1. Frankly, I love the way both of you bang on, because I’m certain it’s not so obvious to some. Many still question, still live in the uncertainty, in the doubt. Why did the apostle Paul bang on so about love and faith and peace? I think because he desired always to reach one more person, one more who needed a little nudge for the light bulb to come on, one more who desired a small candle to be lit in the darkness, one more who ached for validation of the Spirit working in them.

        Keep banging, tossing pebbles. The reverberations are not lost; they echo into the night and welcome the dawn. ❤

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      2. Amen, brother. Keep banging the drum. The Father’s been banging on this theme from before time. His song over us is stuck on repeat! He knows we’ll all get it eventually. 🙂

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      3. “I think because he desired always to reach one more person, one more who needed a little nudge for the light bulb to come on, one more who desired a small candle to be lit in the darkness, one more who ached for validation of the Spirit working in them.”

        Beautiful.

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  4. All or nothing. No fence straddling allowed. Jesus wants all of us. I love him so much. Glory to God. Well said Paul. Just as you are.

    Peace, love, salvation love you brother

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    1. All or nothing. Just as we are!! Oh yes 🙂

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  5. Thank you Susan. Thank you Paul.

    I’ve been going through an agonizing trial of faith, but your words have brought me some measure of comfort. It’s nice to be reminded that Christ never leaves and he wants the best for me 🙂
    I’m never leaving him too.

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    1. It’s important to remember He pursues us. Paul has reminded us in his own, Spirit-led way.

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      1. “He pursues us” – all we have to do is say “yes please”

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      2. Right, Paul. And once we do, I believe He delights in our, “Yes,” and flings wide His arms and heart.

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  6. This is a wonderful post. So many truths about the Advent season and Lent. It is shameful in the way secularism aligns with the spiritual. Paul reminds me of all that I dislike about the season and all that I love. Thank you for asking Paul to contribute. I will be checking out his blog. Love to you, my friend.

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    1. Dale – thank you.

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  7. ” ” I am speechless.

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    1. Susan – thank you for a hearty “LOL” 🙂 I wonder how often we leave Him speechless. Just as Susan must do so often (and did with me). This being connected through Him and with Him opens the most glorious doors!

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      1. Thank you, Paul. I needed to hear that today.

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  8. Susan, Paul has written a masterpiece for us here. Thank you for sharing it with us. My dear brother, thank you for the extra special blessing this morning from your big heart.

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    1. Paul definitely shows his huge heart for God in this post, Levi. Couldn’t have begun the series with a more beautiful and honest invitation. Well done, Paul.

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      1. Susan … ((hug))

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      2. Hugs back, Paul.

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    2. Levi thank you for such kind comments. He is a tough editor. I can’t remember what version number this was. But there were quite a few “delete please” before He gave the nod of approval. And my thanks and wonder for Susan are hard to express. She is the dirtiest dirt sister!! 🙂

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      1. Now Paul, you saw version #1. Lol.

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      2. Paul, I didnt read your comment well enough. Duh. Lol. Not me but Him. Got it. Disregard the last comment. Im tired. Lol.

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      3. Levi – I hope this comes out in the right place. Susan has allowed me access to edit the comments below this piece. An honour I have not had before – and only figured out what was needed this morning.

        What a joy of community, what a gift to be share, and what a marvellous family of hope this can be!!

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