m u l t i p l y i n g h o p e

m u l t i p l y i n g h o p e

This was started last week in Church as a response to the theme multiplying hope. It is also about getting back on the studio horse in my new studio space after a very disjointed finish to an overly tormultous 2020. This image marries together the eye witness of Jesus life, death and resurrection seen by the disciples, the start of the early Church in Acts that I am studying in my bible study, and how we respond to this call today.

You see the disciples were all about sharing what they had just experienced from this eye witness of the life, death and now risen Jesus, seen first hand, and gave them the greatest hope. Jesus is the fulfilment of the scriptures they were waiting for. This hope they knew had to be shared and multiplied everywhere. They were on a mission from God! That may be quoting Elwood Blues, but even the disciples needed reminding to keep on the task and not be distracted, but that too is another artwork for another day.

I don’t think I can say it better than this quote given to me by a friend this week. It spoke like a nail of truth to what has already been a very full start to the year, in both work and not work life.

Charles Studd: “Let us not glide through this world and then slip quietly into heaven, without having blown the trumpet loud and long for our Redeemer, Jesus Christ. Let us see to it that the devil will hold a thanksgiving service in hell, when he gets the news of our departure from the field of battle.”

I’d like to think that even that thanksgiving service would be short lived as the multiplying of being faithful disciples continues after we are gone through the lives we have impacted, walked beside, loved and shown the light of why we have hope.

This week I am challanged yet again to live the hope of my salvation well and loud. Expectant like that of child like faith, knowing that my heavenly dad has got this and that it’s for his glory I am gifted the life and experiences I have had and with the giftings I have. Even at my age, I am sure there are still many more gifts I am yet to discover.

I also started to pray intentially grateful, thanking God especially for the things not yet, but prayed with an expectant heart of thanksgiving for them as true. This freedom places my focus not on the things I can see, want to control, bring hurt or stumple with, but instead puts my focus on God who is good all the time. Expectant and hope filled. I am not saying it’s easy to live in the waiting, when we are reminded of it constantly, but it is a choice to change the negitive into a positive and it wasn’t working other ways so I’m trying a new way. One that bleeds hope. Anything that reminds me of God’s goodness has to be a win, as I was reminded again this week.

Where is your focus? How are you multiplying hope to others around you? Maybe you need to start with you…