In a day when pop culture seems to be obsessed with post apocalyptic imagery, zombies, and the supposedly inevitable hostile takeover of Artificial Intelligence that must needs destroy us in order to fix us…(pause with me…deep breath…)
Well, I must admit, it makes for good epic fiction. But deep down the problem with good fiction is that we can tend to internalize it. It becomes part of us. And I don’t wanna hear anyone try to tell me the ole “it’s just entertainment” shtick. Yup, sure it is. Until it isn’t. Then it becomes a lie we believe. Too big of a jump? I digress, let’s get to the point shall we?
In August of 2015 I wanted to write a song for my husband on our anniversary. Our theme was “Hope”. We were expecting a new baby and everywhere we turned we got the message, “Hope”. We knew it was her name. We knew she must be a she, and that was confirmed by an ultrasound. We had sold our house, and finally moved out of a very prophetic place named “Doolittle”. No joke. Hope was our theme, and we were trying to learn to dream again. But I was learning something very important. In order for you to dream, you need to cultivate hope. God thought this was so very important for me to know that He gave me a baby named Hope. Anyone that has ever met a baby probably knows that a baby is not just an idea, a pet, or a project. They are a way of life. They have to have everything done for them for years as they grow. And boy do they grow. But again, before I get off on another tangent on how awesome babies are… The point is this, in the midst of this is when I thought I heard God say, “The Best Is Yet To Come”. I wasn’t sure if I was just hearing my own thoughts, or making stuff up. But it didn’t feel like something I was having an easy time believing. Then I heard Him whisper it again, and again through seeming coincidences. A website banner of a preacher I like to listen to suddenly changed to “The Best Is Yet To Come”. A book I was drawn to that featured the same slogan once I started reading it.
Here’s what I’m trying to say: If you want to survive the zombie apocalypse of pop culture…You need hope. And part of hope is believing that good things are in store, that “The Best Is Yet To Come”. You cannot keep hope alive if you feed on the brains of society. Feed on the mind of Christ. And He says with a smile as He hands you a squirming hungry bundle named Hope, “I know the plans I have for you,” plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you”…(Jeremiah 29:11-13)