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Topic: The Church (12/06/07)

TITLE: Hope Sunk Down Deep
By Lori Erickson


Alone. Hope sunk down deep. The darkness of the Valley continues. It is Endless. There are people above. Most don’t know I’m down here; a few are calling but the noise in my own world has drowned them out. There is a light above, but it’s blinding. There is a pathway out, but it’s too hard to see down here. And the path is long…and steep…would they ever accept me anyway?

There are a few others who live down here too. But it’s too dark for us to find each other. Some come to visit. They plead with me to go up there with them. But the path is too steep and that light is too blinding. I suppose it’s only blinding because I am used to the darkness down here. It’s safe down here; well, except for the wild beasts. But I’m used to them.

I see a different sort of light right in front of me. A dim light…but just bright enough to see the next step. Jesus is holding my hand, asking me only to take one step at a time. There are others around me gently encouraging me to keep my hand in Jesus’ hand. They cannot walk this walk for me, but they are there. Slowly…step-by-step…while the saints cheer me on.

Some saints are now holding my other hand. The climb is easier, and I am gradually getting adjusted to the bright light above. The light is still ahead – I am not there yet. But I am willing to keep walking…

As I get closer to the light, I see dark shadows behind me. Puzzled, I continue on. As I climb, my eyes adjust more to the light. As I turn around, the hazy shadows become clearer. Sanctified humanity! What I first thought was only a few, was actually thousands of church-goers! Alone, scared, sunken…in the darkness. Hope sunk down deep.

I still climb, but now I stop and call down to some of the people below to come up and join me, just as others are still calling me. Sometimes walking back down to hold another’s hand as THEY climb.

This is the church. Spurring one another on in our walk with Christ. Walking with each other. Many times putting aside our own troubles to minister to others who are broken and have lost their hope. At the same time having our own hope restored by Christ, with the help of the church.

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Millicent Njue12/14/07
What a beautiful illustration of God's church!
Jan Ackerson 12/14/07
Beautiful title, beautiful extended metaphor.
Yvonne Blake 12/15/07
Wow! What imagery! At first I thought you were talking about salvation, but then I saw you were talking about discouraged believers. Well done!
Karen Wilber 12/16/07
This was really arresting. I also thought it was just about salvation, at first. I love how you used the imagery to talk about encouraging others in the body of Christ. I love the line about noticing that what you thought were a few - were actually thousands.
Beckie Stewart12/16/07
What a way to describe the help of the Body to each other.