Asking the Right Questions

“When life hands you lemons make lemonade.”

I hate that saying. There’s truth in it, but it comes off shallow.

Of course it’s meant to encourage people when times are tough, but what about people that don’t like lemonade? What are they supposed to do?

Difficult times are sure to come no matter who you are. The question is how do you get through? How will cope with when times are tough?
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Wake Up, Walk Out

It’s a great place to live.

There are no problems there… or at least it seems that way.

The only feeling experienced here is one of numbness.

Nothing is felt when you live here because you’re insulated.

Progressing and moving forward doesn’t happen anymore because in this place you’re living growth and positive change are not possible.

It’s lonely here. Not many friends, none who really get you.
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Same Track, Different Directions

Christmas time is a time for hope.

Hope for peace on earth and goodwill toward men.

Kids are hoping to get lots of good stuff under the tree.

Parents are hoping their kids return safe for the holidays and cherish the memories made with the little ones still at home.

Hope is what Christmas is really all about.

We celebrate hope that arrived 2,000+ years ago.

God became human in an effort to bring humanity back to relationship with him.

Hope is what it’s all about.

Hope is the belief that what is wanted will happen or that events will turn out for the best.

Hope is a noun.

Hope is a verb.

Hope is a form of expectation.

Conversely, so is fear. defines fear as, “to anticipate (something unpleasant) with a feeling of dread or alarm.

Fear and Hope run on the same track of anticipation but in opposite directions.

Fear anticipates disaster.

Hope anticipates rescue.

Life is full of surprises, both pleasant and unfortunate ones.

Storms and sunny days are part of life for everyone.

Because of the hope we have in Jesus we can choose to be hopeful no matter what comes our way.

Stacey and I are facing open-heart surgery for our youngest son Nolan.

It’s scary. Being afraid is a very real option.

Yet I will not fear.

I refuse to anticipate disaster.

Instead I hope.

I’m anticipating healing.

My hope is in Jesus.

It’s a daily choice.

I will continue to choose hope, to choose Jesus.

Get going in the right direction with your expectations.

Choose hope.