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"Discovering Hope" ~ A New Book ~ Via Kickstarter!

Friends: I'm so happy to announce the pre-lease of my next book, Discovering Hope, which is available only through a Kickstarter project:

This Kickstarter runs until March 30th, and I'd be so grateful if you'd take a look at this two-minute video that explains the vision of the book, scheduled for release in September (2017).

Be sure to check out the REWARD LEVELS (scroll down the right-hand side of the Kickstarter page), which include small Group packages for your church or organization, as well as personal rewards and special (small) thank-you's from me.

Heaven's Reservoir

Somewhere in the heavens a giant reservoir holds an ingredient essential to life. Heaven is saturated with hope; nor does it stay in the skies, it rains upon us.

In the 21st century, “hope” is simply the poetic version of wishful thinking. In this present age “hope” is the stuff of dreams: thin as the air and the currency of desperation. Hope is a counterfeit traded by losers. Winners don’t need hope—they have success now.

Last night I read these amazing words: “the faith and love that spring from hope that is stored up for you in heaven.” (Colossians 1:5) The Apostle Paul was writing to a community of believers he had never met. He had heard of their faith in Jesus. He had heard of their love for one another. Paul knew immediately that these people had tapped into an eternal source capable of funding such faith and love. They had tapped into hope.

This is a revelation: in a place called “heaven,” where every need is met and there’s no more crying or sorrow, hope remains. Paul describes it as the stockpile of heaven, ready to energize faith and love in the here and now. Why would we love another person if there were no hope for them—or us? Why believe the promises of God for this life unless there is evidence that these promises are sure? The “hope of heaven” is not a destination; it’s a resource available to us now. Even in the valley of despair, a door of hope remains open, because heaven is open to us now. Hope is our anchor, but instead of casting it into the depths of the seas, we anchor our hope in the fact of heaven, that place where God’s Kingdom is lived to the full. Each student of Jesus would do well to reflect, how solid is my hope?, and in which direction have I cast my anchor?

Hope is the rebirth of divine certainty: through hope we see Jesus, the high king of heaven. We see his love toward us, and from him we draw the true necessities of life. Food, water, shelter, fame, money and sex are the illusions of necessity. Only three things remain untouched from this age into the next: faith, hope, and love. Hope is an abiding thing; it will outlast this world, and we will live forever in the hope of heaven.

UPDATE: I'm working on a new book about Hope. Will you please consider pre-ordering it via Kickstarter? Click anywhere in this update to reach the Kickstarter page.

Heaven's Reservoir

Somewhere in the heavens a giant reservoir holds an ingredient essential to life. And, like every precious element held in reserve, it doesn’t do us much good until we draw upon it. Heaven is saturated with hope, nor does it stay in the skies, it rains upon us.

In the 21st century, “hope” is simply the poetic version of wishful thinking. In this present age “hope” is the stuff of dreams: thin as the air and the currency of desperation. Hope is a counterfeit traded by losers. Winners don’t need hope—they have success now.

Last night I read these amazing words: “the faith and love that spring from hope that is stored up for you in heaven.” (Colossians 1:5) The Apostle Paul was writing to a community of believers he had never met. He had heard of their faith in Jesus. He had heard of their love for one another. Paul knew immediately that these people had tapped into an eternal source capable of funding such faith and love. They had tapped into hope.

This is a revelation: in a place called “heaven,” where every need is met and there’s no more crying or sorrow, hope remains. Paul describes it as the stockpile of heaven, ready to energize faith and love in the here and now. Why would we love another person if there were no hope for them—or us? Why believe the promises of God for this life unless there is evidence that these promises are sure? The “hope of heaven” is not a destination; it’s a resource available to us now. Even in the valley of despair, a door of hope remains open, because heaven is open to us now. Hope is our anchor, but instead of casting it into the depths of the seas, we anchor our hope in the fact of heaven, that place where God’s Kingdom is lived to the full. Each student of Jesus would do well to reflect, how solid is my hope?, and in which direction have I cast my anchor?

Hope is the rebirth of divine certainty: through hope we see Jesus, the high king of heaven. We see his love toward us, and from him we draw the true necessities of life. Food, water, shelter, fame, money and sex are the illusions of necessity. Only three things remain untouched from this age into the next: faith, hope, and love. Hope is an abiding thing; it will outlast this world, and we will live forever in the hope of heaven.

30 Thankful Days (November 30th)

Sometimes words change faster than Bible translations. Some words morph faster than politicians change positions. Worse still, some words are taken captive and forced into the labor of deception. They end up communicating the very opposite of their truest meaning.

For example, the simple word hope has come to mean something unsure and doubtful. Everyone hopes for the best, but prepares for the worst. When we talk about hope in everyday language we are really talking about our insecurities: who knows how things will really work out?

It’s not always been that way. The word hope used to do some pretty heavy lifting. The Biblical notion of hope is the opposite of un-certainty. It’s a word filled with expectation: expectation of God’s powerful intervention. The word hope describes the in-breaking of joy capable of showing fear to the door. When the Spirit of God speaks of hope the word means “confident expectation,” or quite literally a life-line from heaven. It is an overflowing word, intended to be contagious, changing lives and cultures. Hope is the engine of a thankful heart.

Hope is an abiding thing. It hangs out in the company of faith and love. It will outlast this world.

We could spend the next decade plumbing the depths of Biblical hope. We could explore the pathways of hope until we draw our final breath, only to discover that the half has not been told. Godly hope is the rebirth of divine certainty in us, and it does not disappoint.
Hebrews describes hope as an anchor, thrown--not into the sea--but into the heavens. The preacher of that message suggests hope should spur us to diligence, not out of desperation but rather confidence.
Hosea discovered the "gateway of hope" in the "valley of Trouble."
The Psalms reveal that hope is the antidote for depression and turmoil. Not wishful thinking or a positive mental attitude, but instead drinking deep from springs of hope the way a deer searches for streams of water.
In Romans, the Apostle Paul promised us that hope does not disappoint. Hope is the conduit through which God’s love pours into our hearts.

I’m beginning to re-tool my vocabulary, and more importantly my heart. What has God said? What has he promised? I will lash myself to his revelation, because hope abides. Our ability to give thanks from the heart depends upon hope: the hope of God’s goodness and the hope of his constant presence. The greatest of these may be love, but faith and hope are love’s fellow travelers. I suspect there’s room for you in the traveling party.

Meditation: Abiding Hope

Sometimes words change faster than Bible translations. Some words morph faster than politicians change positions. Worse still, some words are taken captive and forced into the labor of deception. They end up communicating the very opposite of their truest meaning.

For example, the simple word hope has come to mean something unsure and doubtful. Everyone hopes for the best, but prepares for the worst. When we talk about hope in everyday language we are really talking about our insecurities: who knows how things will really work out?

It’s not always been that way. The word hope used to do some pretty heavy lifting. The Biblical notion of hope is the opposite of un-certainty. It’s a word filled with expectation: expectation of God’s powerful intervention. The word hope describes the in-breaking of joy capable of showing fear to the door. When the Spirit of God speaks of hope the word means “confident expectation,” or quite literally a life-line from heaven. It is an overflowing word, intended to be contagious, changing lives and cultures.

Hope is an abiding thing. It hangs out in the company of faith and love. It will outlast this world.

We could spend the next decade plumbing the depths of Biblical hope. We could explore the pathways of hope until we draw our final breath, only to discover that the half has not been told. Godly hope is the rebirth of divine certainty in us, and it does not disappoint.
Hebrews describes hope as an anchor, thrown--not into the sea--but into the heavens. The preacher of that message suggests hope should spur us to diligence, not out of desperation but rather confidence.
Hosea discovered the "gateway of hope" in the "valley of Trouble."
The Psalms reveal that hope is the antidote for depression and turmoil. Not wishful thinking or a positive mental attitude, but instead drinking deep from springs of hope the way a deer searches for streams of water.
In Romans, the Apostle Paul promised us that hope does not disappoint. Hope is the conduit through which God’s love pours into our hearts.

I’m beginning to re-tool my vocabulary, and more importantly my heart. What has God said? What has he promised? I will lash myself to his revelation, because hope abides. The greatest of these may be love, but faith and hope are love’s fellow travelers. I suspect there’s room for you in the traveling party.