Yesterday I kind of ran out of hope steam. I was knocked for six by things that happened over the weekend and I felt hopeless to be truthful. And alone in my sad place. And then last night I read a blog that really helped me. And today I had a phone call from a dear friend who called just at the right time. And an invitation for a visit to another wonderful friend. And my hopefulness has shot back up again. Sometimes we need others to hope for us and to help us get our hope mojo back.
Jesus was living in Capernaum and teaching the people there, and on one occasion the people gathered in such large numbers that there was no room left inside the house where he was teaching, not even outside the door. Some men came carrying a paralyzed man but could not get inside, so they made an opening in the roof above Jesus and then lowered the man down. When Jesus saw their faith, he said to the paralyzed man, “Son, your sins are forgiven.”
What I learn from this is about paralysis; sometimes we are paralysed and we need the help of others to access support. Sometimes we need to accept being carried (I am not that great at this). But accepting support is sometimes a way of humbling ourselves to receive just what we need. And for me the miracle is feeling hopeful again.
And the recipe of hope is to keep carrying a flame of hope for your friends; if th4ey are disappointed, broken and sad, keep on encouraging them, keep shouting them on.
May we all carry hope torches for one another X
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Healing_the_paralytic_at_Capernaum (accessed 15/06/2020) refernces from this site are below.