Hope when God delays

In this blog post, I’d like to write about something that I believe many of us struggle with; hope. Hope comes alive when we are waiting or eagerly expecting something to happen. As Christ followers, our hope is different than the hope the world has to offer. John Piper puts it beautifully when we writes, “Our hope in God isn’t just a wish or a dream, but a sure confidence that what God says will happen will happen.”
For the Christian, hope and the assurance of a promise go hand-in-hand. Many times, the promises of God are delayed and hope stands courageously in the gap waiting for it. I’m reminded of God’s promise to Abraham that he would have a son. Abraham waited for years until that promise was complete through his son, Isaac. God does not express when these promises will be fulfilled. Instead, He assures us that He will “fulfill the desires of our hearts” (Psalm 37:4).
There comes a time when prayer and the fulfillment of the promise are long and hard. I can’t help but think of the Minnesota winter. Oh Lord, when will it be over?! 🙂 Rest assured, friend, that God hears us when we pray. Much like Daniel’s prayers, our prayers are not long on their voyage to God, but long coming back in a full answer (Daniel 10:11-13). It’s, therefore, our responsibility to wait. “Though it linger, wait for it” (Hab 2:3). Do not be led into temptation of questioning God; but rather have faith to believe in the promises He set before us. For hope gives us strength to wait. Know that in the midst of your trial and temptation that what God says will happen, will surely happen.

A ripple into Westbrook

Joining the church of Westbrook has been a wonderful and exciting experience. I’m currently on staff as the Director of Student Ministry. However, I’ve been a part of this awesome church family for quite some time through various volunteer efforts. I keep thinking how fortunate I am to be able to learn, rejoice and grow with this God honoring community.

As some of you know, my journey to Westbrook (and Minnesota) began on another continent. I’m originally from Cape Town, South Africa. About 9 years ago, my wife, Rebecca, felt a calling to quit her job and move to the beautiful country of South Africa to serve God through missions. She worked at an AIDS organization, teaching children preventative care and life skills. This is where we met and fell in love (I was her supervisor). We decided to move to America to get married and raise our family. This was probably the hardest and best decision that I have ever made. Hard because I had to leave my entire family for the sake of answering the call of God upon my life. It has become one of the best decisions because I can see all of the spiritual fruit that has grown since then. These fruit include my 3 wonderful children, a loving and supportive wife, and a Westbrook church community that I can call home. I seldom realize the impact one decision can have and how powerful it can be, not only to us but also to those around us. The decision that my wife and I made 9 years ago in Africa has had a ripple effect today and I can’t wait to see what it produces in the future.