The Door of Hope

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I stared dismally into the mostly empty cupboard. I was in a pickle. I was experiencing a wee bit of trouble. I was in a dip, a valley - the valley of Achor - so to speak. We had arrived home from church - ‘we’ being my husband, myself, our four children and three friends. Seven children, two adults - all hungry.

The house smelled appetizing. The lasagna had baked beautifully and filled the house with its rich aroma and we were all anticipating a satisfying meal. That is, until I accidentally flipped the lasagna upside down onto the floor as I transferred it from oven to counter. If there had been no witnesses, there is a very good chance I would have carefully reassembled the lasagna into the pan and simply placed it onto the table and served it up with a smile; however, my 12 year old daughter and her guest witnessed the event and 12 year old girls are notoriously chatty and squeamish. There is no way they would have kept my secret and there is not a child in the house who would have taken a bite.

So, there I was, staring through the cupboard door wondering what I was going to whip up for 9 hungry people. The weekend had caused a serious dwindling of supplies and things were feeling somewhat hopeless. I desperately wanted to be the woman of Proverbs 31. The one who “is clothed with strength and dignity;” the one “who can laugh at the days to come”(v. 25). I felt so weak that one upside down pan of lasagna could undo me. Where was my strength and my dignity? Where was laughter? I wasn’t seeing much humour in this situation.

As I huddled in the corner staring into a dark space, the words from a passage in Hosea came to mind. In this passage the Lord says He “will make the Valley of Achor a door of hope” (2:15). I remember reading that verse and seeing the footnote that ‘Achor’ means trouble and I was impressed that God would make the Valley of Trouble into a door of hope. I also loved the image that sprang to mind - a door of hope - what a lovely door. How wonderful to see this door in the midst of troubles, to be able to turn the doorknob and enter in. Entering a door is a choice is it not? Who would chose not to enter the door of hope?

My hand closed upon a can of tomato sauce. I reached to the back of the cupboard and pulled out the spaghetti noodles. My kind and gentle husband, seeing I could use some encouraging, cheerfully announced that he loved making spaghetti sauce and he went to work sauteing and sprinkling spices.

I was quietly mulling over my thoughts. This door of hope had me thinking. I actually felt like wallowing. I was tired. Seven children at our house for the weekend had left a fair bit of mess and required some intervention and creativity on my part. They had made lots of noise and requested quite a number of snacks. Now this. The lunch ruined and everyone wanting food and my carefully laid plans splattered on the floor, being licked up by the dog.

It really wasn’t such a terrible emergency. The spaghetti was underway. My husband was doing most of the cooking. I really could just snap out of it, find the whole thing a big joke and carry on. Why the desire to be miserable? Why not take the happier road?

Our Sunday sermon had been about peace. The pastor submitted to us that God gives peace and when we do not have peace, it is not because God has not provided peace for that particular circumstance, it is because we do not choose to receive His peace. I couldn’t help relating this to the ‘door of hope’. Peace and hope are such desirable qualities and according to God’s Word He has gifted us with them; yet so often I actually choose to shun His peace - I refuse to walk up to the door of hope, grasp the doorknob and walk over the threshold. Thankfully, God is so patient with us. Hosea 2:14 demonstrates His amazing mercy, to our wayward hearts. Hear His words, “I am now going to allure her; I will lead her into the desert and speak tenderly to her.” I love that. He leads us into barren, empty places. To places where we will hear His voice speaking tenderly to us and there in those places He shows us the ‘door of hope’. The way to peace.

I never did find the lasagna incident hilarious, but I am thankful for the object lesson it provided to me. In the Valley of Trouble, there is a door of hope.

Open the door and enter in.

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Jackie Lynnley 3 years ago from The Beautiful South

This is so true and something I have been giving a lot of thought to lately. I mean something awful like that happens and you just want to blow up, and I have but the older I get the more I see that is only defeating myself. Things like this happen and the sooner we accept it the better life is.

Your dog got a delicious blessing, didn't he?

Up and sharing.


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epbooks 3 years ago from Las Vegas, NV

Such a great message here and I think we all need reminding every once in a while. Thank you for sharing this and so sorry about your lasagna!


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cleaner3 3 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

love the thoughts here.. I know that I have trouble with my temper and with my patience and want to explode sometimes when things do not go right .. but ..the lord is giving me more strength every day to see my weaknesses and deal with them .. I now just think peace .. and I do feel a calming effect.come over me .. Thanks for experience and the wisdom .!

Michael


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beverlyfaye 3 years ago Author

Spilled lasagna is nothing compared to some of the troubles we experience in life; however, I think the application is the same for whatever situation we end up in. Knowing that the Lord will lead us along and bring us to a place of hope is very good news in the hard, desert places of our life. Thanks for your comments - the spaghetti turned out great and yes, the dog did enjoy a treat - I didn't let him eat the whole mess though!


sheilamyers 3 years ago

Thank you for the reminder that God is always with us and we can always have hope. I think it's always harder to remember that when facing the little frustrations in life than when facing the bigger problems.


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Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

Thank you for sharing, and honestly, I would have cried ... at the thought of not getting to eat such a lovingly prepared lasagna! However, I have been there and I understand, especially with having made it and it was all done and ready to eat ... but alas, such is life.

Thank you for sharing this wonderful lesson here. Yes, your dog did get a belly full! Wow, with such a full weekend and so many around can be tiring and then for that to happen, well ...

God certainly is always there, even during the little things as well as the big things!

Up and more and sharing

God bless. In His Love, Faith Reaper


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Jackie Lynnley 2 years ago from The Beautiful South

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