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A Devotional:

Whispering Hope

“Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”

– Isaiah 40:30-31


A few weeks ago, I wrote a devotion about the word hope. Since then, a member from the first church I served at has not left my mind. It was a largely traditional church, and as their music & youth pastor, I spent most of my week scouring hymnals to find just the right mix of songs to lead into the sermon. At least once a month, this gentleman would approach me and say “I wish you would sing ‘Whispering Hope’”. Any time we had a 5th Sunday singing, he would request the song but would do so after the service, because he didn’t want to cause me the embarrassment of having to admit I did not know the song.

So I decided to fulfill his request. I used my extremely rudimentary piano skills to pick out the notes of the treble clef and learned the song. When I sang that first line “Soft as the voice of an angel,” the next week, his face was priceless. This song has become one of my favorites and has played in my mind quite often over the past few months.

“Wait till the darkness is over, wait till the tempest is done, hope for the sunshine tomorrow, after the shower is gone. Whispering hope, O how welcome thy voice, making my heart in its sorrow rejoice.”
This hope seen in Isaiah 40 is that same whispering hope. It will renew us, it will energize us, and it will heal our souls. With something that does all that, you would expect it to be loud and big, like the energy drinks Bang and Monster. This hope, however, is a whisper. It’s a still, small voice. It’s personal. Church, wait till the darkness is over! Wait till the tempest is done! The sunshine is coming, the rain is leaving! How do I know? There is a whispering hope replacing the sorrow in my heart with rejoicing. With all the voices speaking and screaming at us right now, I can’t tell you just how welcome this whispering hope is in my life.

Pray: God, help me to listen for your voice and tune out the sounds of sorrow and distress that are being thrown at me. Remind me that my hope comes from you. Renew me and heal my soul. Replace my sorrow with rejoicing.

Clint Morgan
Kid’s Pastor
First Baptist Broken Arrow

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