Back into the groove

It's been difficult to get back into the swing of things since returning from a week-long adventure into laziness. I find myself grasping for things to do...trying to keep from going back to that pre-vacation place where I sit and wait for the time to dwindle so that I can get out of town. Sometimes I get into that rut. I find myself feeling down and discouraged...a bit on the pitiful side. looking down, waiting for something good to pop me out of my nosedive into self pity.


I was reminded today of the two guys on the road to Emmaus. Looking down, feeling discouraged. Quite pitiful really. Then they meet a man on the road who asks what their problem is. They say do you not have any idea what's been going on? Then one statement stands out to me. In Luke 24 verse 21, they talk about Jesus and say, "but we had hoped that he was the one who was going to redeem Israel."


Hope. I am a hopeful person. To a fault really. I hope when I know that things aren't great. Even when I know that the outcome will be a certain way, I hope for the alternative. I guess it's foolish and sometimes selfish to hope for a certain outcome.




Shelly and I love the HBO series Band of Brothers.

Whenever it comes on television we stop and watch...we can't help it. One particular exchange took place between a private who was wracked by fear and a lieutenant who had developed a reputation of being a cold and fearless soldier.


The Private was stuck in a foxhole, unable to fight. During a quiet moment he asks Lieutenant Speirs how he does it. How can he fight? Speirs replies,

"We're all scared. You hid in that ditch
because you think there's still hope. But Blithe, the only hope you have is to accept the fact that you're already dead. And the sooner you accept that, the sooner you'll be able to function as a soldier is supposed to function. Without mercy. Without compassion. Without remorse. All war depends on it. "

There's always hope. But hope in what? For this soldier, his hope was that he wouldn't die. For Speirs, his hope was that he would do his duty...his hope was in himself. What do we hope for?


When these two men were walking on the road to Emmaus, they had lost hope. Of course when they told this to the man who they later realized was Jesus, he responds to them in a unusually non-gentle way. He says, in verse 25, "How foolish you are, and how slow of heart to believe all that the prophets have spoken!"


I continue to realize that sometimes my hope is that I get what I want. It should be that God's Will be done. Now that I'm back into the swing of things, this is a reminder that I need continually. After all, it's going to be a while until the next vacation...tick, tick, tick...