I read a beautiful post this morning on Holly Barrett’s blog; a post from a woman who suffered a great depression due to many life-changes within a one-year period. You can read about it here. It was a wide-open post – the writer left nothing out! She exposed herself! As I left a comment I found myself typing these words, “It is high time for the body of Christ to remove their masks and get real. Our stories change lives. Our stories are the anchors of HOPE we can cast to others going through similar situations. Samantha, thank you for being brave in the hard things.”
Holy Spirit has a way of moving my fingers over the keyboard at times. He speaks through these fingertips! I knew I had to jump over here to Hope Heart Home and right a few words to encourage you and me! Yes, The Word is clear that we are to ENCOURAGE OURSELVES. Our brother Jude tells us in verses 20-21 of his little tiny 25-verse epistle, “But you beloved, building yourselves up on your most holy faith, praying in the Holy Spirit, keep yourselves in the love of God looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life.”
People, we aren’t always blessed to have encouragers around us – in fact, some of us have the direct opposite! That is why it is so important for us to be in The Word, talking to the Lord throughout the day, praying in the Holy Spirit with moanings and “ugh’s” when necessary, praying without ever stopping! How do we do that? I read somewhere, “NEVER SAY AMEN!” Our lives should be one continuous prayer, never saying amen! I love that.
We are anchors of HOPE for others. When our problems feel as big as the aircraft carrier in the picture, we need stability, we need a rope, a lifeline, an anchor that shores us up to The One who can change things, to The One who cares, to The One who died so we can live in freedom. My story stretches across the cyber-waves and offers an anchor of HOPE to the woman who just learned her husband is cheating on her; to the woman who found herself loathing her own marriage; to the woman whose children were suffering grief and she didn’t know how to help. I can be a lifeline – a HOPEline.
And, so can you.
Let’s get real, can we? What keeps you up at night? What are you afraid to talk about? What’s your drug of choice (not necessarily “drugs”)? What mask are you hiding behind?
We can help one another.
Be an anchor of HOPE.
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