I was watching a documentary last weekend on the Christmas Day tsunami in 2010. This event took many tourists in Indonesia by surprise, unaware of the signs of impending doom that was about to strike. Just when eyewitnesses of this tragedy thought it was safe, another powerful wave appeared, stronger than the previous one. Those who found a secure location above the carnage, watched helplessly, hoping for the best.
Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer, Romans 12:12.
With family, friends and sightseers separated from their loved ones, the waiting began. Due to the extreme currents of these rivers of debris, the topography of these resorts were unrecognized after this tsunami. These condition made it difficult to find those carried away. Shortly afterward, missing persons bulletin boards and internet sites began to emerge. Hoping for good news, thousands waited for days, unsure of the fate of their children, parents and spouses. This is when hope hurts.
“And now, O Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in you, Psalm 39:7.
As someone who recently received a phone call bearing bad news, this can be devastating. Whether it’s an accident, cancer or a rare illness, waiting to hear the condition of a loved one produces a heavy heart. The permanence of death is a tough pill to swallow. Sure, from time to time, there will be miracles that defy science, but the grave is the final resting place for everyone. Therefore, as you endure moments in time when hope hurts, place your trust in the Lord. By doing this, healing comes in the morning, Lamentations 3:23.
by Jay Mankus