Hope Is A One-Stringed Symphony

Hope

Take a close look at this brilliant piece of art.

Consider carefully what you’re seeing…

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Okay, what does it say?

Here’s what President Obama’s former pastor, Jeremiah Wright (I know, I know) interpreted from it in a sermon preached 20 years ago:

“with her clothes in rags, her body scarred and bruised and bleeding, her harp all but destroyed and with only one string left, she had the audacity to make music and praise God … To take the one string you have left and to have the audacity to hope … that’s the real word God will have us hear from this passage and from [George Fredrick] Watt’s painting.”

That’s good, right? No matter who lectured on it. If it helps, pretend it was somebody else.

There’s something you need to know about this interpretive-rich work of art. Actually, there’s two things. First, Mr. Watts labeled his painting simply (but pointedly) “Hope”, and, second, his work came on the heels of the tragic passing of his adopted daughter, Blanche.

I so get it, considering such a trial is all too painfully familiar.

Here’s what Watts offered with regard to his ironic painting:

“Hope need not mean expectancy. It suggests here rather the music which can come from the remaining chord”

My wife and I are holding a one-stringed harp. Our 31 years together have known a compilation of events that, each one by itself, would lead to a weakened marriage, or worse. What marriages survive the death of a child? Plus life-threatening sicknesses, ministry heartaches, a heart-wrenching adolescent whose prodigal life broke our hearts over and over again?

But, HOPE.

HOPE.

And Hope is a Person.

HOPE IS JESUS.

Take heart, bedraggled, downcast, waiting-for-breakthrough pilgrim. Your harp still has one string left…and always will.

The exiles of Israel were so broken over their captivity the Psalmist laments they hung their harps on the weeping willow trees. They opined they couldn’t play the songs of Zion in a strange land.

Well that’s unfortunate.

I say, how can you NOT sing the songs of Zion in a foreign land? Don’t the earth-dwellers need to hear the harmonies of heaven? Is that not why we’re here?

To offer…

HOPE?

So, play your string.

And hope.

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ACTION STEP:
In the comment box, paint a ‘picture’ of your situation and how God is giving you grace to hope?

Or just offer a comment!

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Pasturescott

For nearly three decades, Scott ministered in churches, at youth events, to professional athletes, and was a frequent speaker at disability camps. He served another seventeen years as the senior pastor of a local church in Douglasville, Georgia. ••••• Scott has a unique ministry to those who are hurting since his own disability allows him access to a suffering world. He ministers these days through his blog, teaches and preaches occasionally, and is still very much engaged in discipling younger men and encouraging pastors. ••••• Married to Sandy, his loving companion of forty years, Scott continues to brag about how she hung his moon and is the best person he’s ever known. They have a son, Graham, who waits for them in heaven. ••••• Scott and Sandy presently make their home in Clearwater, Florida.

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