When you think of a cord, what comes to mind? Is it a telephone cord? (Then you are my age.) Could it be a computer cord? (You might be in your 30s.) How about the cord to charge your smart phone? (That may cover all of us!) Why I even have to plug in the cord to make my lamp bring light. (That is another devotion!)
What do all these cords have in common? What is their purpose? What do each of them do? They attach to something! The telephone, the computer, smart phone, even the lamp a have to attach to the power source with a cord.
Here is where it gets good.
For God alone, my soul waits in silence and quietly submits to Him, For my hope is from Him.” Psalm 62:5.
The word “hope” in this verse is “tiquah”, which literally means “a cord, as an attachment.” (Strongs) So our “CORD” or “HOPE” must be attached to GOD alone! A cord is strong. If we hang onto anything else, it is like hanging on with a thin string.
There seem to be so many people right now without “hope”. They are “hopeless”. But friends, if we have Jesus Christ, we have HOPE. We are attached with a cord to HIM.
This year has been so difficult for so many people, and I am no exception. I contracted Valley Fever in September 2020. Basically, I inhaled a fungal spore while visiting in the Southwest and the “cocci” tried to take my life. It will be with me for the rest of my life, but we are praying it goes dormant and stays that way!
I spent 11 days in Barnes Hospital, while the doctors tried to figure out why all the boils, rashes, lesions, pneumonia, swelling and pain, etc., were taking over my body. I was quite a sight and would have to give you a “these images might not be suitable” warning if you saw them!
I got a strange feeling of what a leper might have felt like. I could take nothing for pain and no one would touch me without gloves. Everyone had to suit up and there were many doctors who had to “look” since they had never seen such a sight.
My feet and hands even peeled, I felt like a reptile. The incredible thing during this trying time was this: My “believing” became “knowing.” One of my dear friends said this to me after she faced a life and death situation, and now I understood.
I always knew He was faithful, because He had showed me time and time again over my 60 years of life. He reminded me that my only HOPE was in HIM.
The Father showed up and stayed with me, comforted me, and I knew that no matter what happened, it would be a “win” either way. As I encouraged others while in the hospital, I knew I was “plugged” in to the right source. He gave others hope through my situation, as terrible as it seemed.
I do believe that we stumble upon God’s miracles and His hope every day, without even realizing it. His love and hope are written everywhere. We pray for miracles, when all the time they have been all around us. His Hope is always present.
Do we recognize His miracles, His hope, His peace? Where is our cord plugged into? Dear ones, you cannot “make” this happen. You cannot “work” hard enough to manufacture it on your own. It comes from complete surrender and the realization that He is indeed who He says He is!
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing [through the experience of your faith] that by the power of the Holy Spirit you will abound in hope and overflow with confidence in His promises. Romans 15:13 (AMP)