“ I just want you to know that what you all are doing is really making a difference. As we have talked tonight, I feel hope coming back alive”.
- Dancer from this past outreach
I have been meditating on the word “hope” lately. The definition for hope that lives and reigns throughout the world we live in is, “a feeling of desire for a certain thing to happen”. Hope for most people is simply a wish without a strong expectation that it will actually be fulfilled.
The Lord had asked me to explore the word hope for many personal reasons and, as I have begun that process, I have been surprised and moved by what I have learned.
There are several definitions for the Hebrew word “yachal” that are woven into scripture throughout the Old Testament. Some of them are: to wait, to stay, to tarry, to trust, and to be pained. The definitions for the Hebrew word, “Chuwl,” which can be a root for the word “yachal,” are: to travail with pain, to wait longingly, to bring forth, to be made to bear.
For me, this has completely transformed my idea of hope. It is not always promised to be an easy and painfree process. Often, it can mean quite the opposite. To hope in God, His word, and for things yet fulfilled or seen can be an incredibly long and painful process.
As I read these definitions, I picture a woman in labor. As she turns from side to side, breathing heavily and anticipating the upcoming contraction, she holds on to hope for what is to come. There is a clear expectation that what lies ahead will make all of the pain and all of the waiting worth it. A mother in labor holds on to this promise with dear life and it becomes the source of strength and perseverance that gets her through the labor.
The Greek definition for hope in the New Testament comes from the word “Elpis,” which means to expect or to anticipate, usually with pleasure.
You see, I am learning in a fresh way this month that hope is the expectation of and anticipation of the promises of God to come to pass in my lifetime. I can wait with pleasure for the principles of the Kingdom to become a reality in this broken world I live in. I have the privilege of holding on to hope for the marginalized women in my community. Sometimes, I wait with pain too deep and a longing too strong to describe in mere words. As I hope for life, opportunities, possibilities, healing, freedom, and joy for our women, I am being made to bear. Through hoping, I am inviting God to bring forth His peace, His transformation, His love into their lives as well as my own.
When we see hope awakened in our women, there truly is no other feeling like it. What a privilege to be a part of this process. Hope is being awakened in the hearts of dancers across Texas and I am thankful for every single person that plays a role in that. From our bakers to our gift bag stuffers to our letter writers to our House of Love team, prayer team, and GO team -- thank you. Hope is coming alive because of the ways you beautifully serve.
Pray with me for increased hope- may it abound more in our hearts and in the hearts of our women. Pray that just like Rahab, our women would tie a crimson cord for everyone in their lives to see. The word translated “cord” is “tiqwah” which means to be expectant. May our women be expectant for God to come and prove Himself as the one who makes all things new. In Jesus name, let it be!
Kellie | Bryan/College Station CTL