My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.

On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

A few weeks ago, Dave Burden spoke at church two weeks in a row. I missed the first week, so I need to go back and listen to the podcast, but at fellowship group, we talked about how he differentiated optimism and hope. I am mostly an optimist – I get grumpy, I get frustrated, I get mad (I am a redhead, after all) but in general, I have a pretty sunny disposition. To severely paraphrase, Dave pointed out that optimism is very different from hope. Optimism refers to things we can control or circumstances while hope refers to the unchanging grace and truth of Jesus. He is our hope. We are not optimistic about our future and eternity – we have HOPE in our eternal future. I had never thought of the distinction before.

I want to be hopeful. I want a hope that is constant and unchanging. A hope that anchors me to Truth and Grace and changes my perspective, my heart, and my life. I think it’s a daily struggle. Every morning, I must wake up and choose hope and let it revise my heart.

I pray also that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you

ephesians 1:18