Many individuals have told me not to get my hopes up over the years, whether it be finding a car for the price I want or catching a sale item or a friend seemingly dying of cancer. That ugly c-word. That word holds so much power over people. The instant it is spoken, hope fades. A piece of that person’s belief system is undeniably affected because of that particular diagnosis. It’s as if when we hear the report of the doctor, we turn into fair-weather Christians, thinking this is the one thing that God can’t do. (“Oh! We’ve found it! God can handle everything but this!”) James 4:8 calls us “double-minded” with that kind of thinking. Eek! We are to cleanse our hands, and purify our hearts as we draw near to Him because He will draw near to us, even in that instance when we don’t think we can. Even when we look at our situation and don’t see it for what it is. John 11:4 shows where Jesus said, “This illness is not to end in death, but is to promote the glory of God, in order that the Son of God may be glorified by it.” Whaaaat? God knows what He’s doin’? Matthew 9:35 speaks of Jesus going into all the towns and villages healing every disease and sickness, meaning, He cured people of everything from acne, brokenness, and didn’t shudder and cower in a corner when the “c-word” came next.
I don’t know what our hope is; maybe that we’ll go through this life with no wounds and no scars. Scars are cool. They show that not only have we been through stuff, but also that God’s doin’ stuff and He brought us through. There is nothing we can’t handle. Get your hopes back up. Don’t let them lay around beneath your feet. No matter what the report says, believe the report of the Almighty God that crafted you with His own brilliant hands.