"Don't Talk of Love, Show Me!"

It was Eliza Doolittle in My Fair Lady who said, “Words, words, words, I’m so sick of words.”

She saw her ne’er-do-well admirer as all talk. Eliza’s demand was appropriate; “Don’t talk of love, show me!” She sloshed through a sea of verbiage to reach the other shore.

As Christians, our hope is in Jesus Christ. The real enemy of Christianity is not militant skepticism but a pervasive philosophy of despair and materialism. Hope ought to characterize Christians. We are a people of hope. Because of the incarnation, we have tangible hope in Jesus Christ. By all counts, Israel should have been erased from the map! It survived an avalanche of empires; the Assyrians, Babylonians, Greeks, Medes, Persians and Romans. God spoke by the prophets of a hope beyond the debris of history.

Remember, you are hope personified to someone! Martin Luther said God can carve the rotten wood and ride the lame horse. What does that mean? God chooses to use the likes of us in his redemptive program.

Christmas is almost on us. God knew that the best way to send guides was to wrap it in a person. In Jesus Christ, God was flesh; seen, heard, touched and hugged. In our hi-tech world there is a huge need for hi-touch. There is no substitute for that personal touch. Our hope is not in human achievement, goodness, institutions, government, or human systems. Our hope is about God’s redemptive program established in Jesus Christ.

Blessings,