I remember thinking that I would have done the same thing.
When some friends and I visited the National Holocaust Museum in Washington, DC this summer, we began by picking up a tiny booklet that allowed us to follow the story of someone who lived during that time.
My booklet told the story of a survivor.
My friend’s booklet, though, told about a mom with a young daughter. When they stepped off the train car at the concentration camp, the guards separated them into two lines, the children pushed apart from their moms. The women were considered fit for labor. The kids, though, considered a burden without benefit, were immediately sent to the gas chambers.
The mom in my friend’s booklet refused to leave her daughter’s side. She must have clung desperately to that little hand and I imagined her saying, “Don’t be afraid. Mommy’s with you,” even as they walked the slow walk to death.
I would want to be there, too, for all the frightening things my children faced. I would have wanted to stay in the same line.
People have asked me repeatedly how I’m doing following the school shooting in the news this past week. What can I say but I can’t imagine my children facing terror without me…
And this world is a terrifying place at times. Last week, I drove my minivan out of the school parking lot and watched as another mom squeezed her fourth grade son before they got into their car. When a lunatic gunman rampages in an elementary school, we all cry, we all lose our words, we all shake our head, we all hold our own children just a little tighter and remember to be oh so grateful that night.
We all fear. I do it, too. After the news headlines, I want so much to retreat with my kids to a secluded cabin in the woods, my pitiful attempt to protect them from the madness of sin in this world.
That’s the truth of it all, that we live on a sin-scarred planet and while there are hints of beauty here and there is mercy and grace, there is also pain and sorrow. So, what hope do we have? How can we wake day after day, not in defeat, resignation or anxiety, but with the joy of the Lord and the peace of salvation?
The gospel message is all about hope for the hopeless, light in the darkness, joy in sorrow and peace in turmoil. It’s for those hopeless enough to feel like one more day alive is too much to bear. It’s for those of us watching the clock at night, too worried about bills and our kids, our marriages, conflicts with family, or problems at work to sleep in peace. It’s even for a worrier like me, anxious over my daughter’s birthday parties and the plans for a church Christmas cantata.
It’s for the daily troubles that we turn into crises and for the life-and-death struggles we sometimes face.
It’s the reminder that God came here to be with us so we wouldn’t be alone and He will not leave our side.
That’s the hope we have. Not us alone in a crazy, mixed-up, broken world. Not us alone facing bills and divorce, depression or stress.
As it says in Isaiah “Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand” (Isaiah 41:10).
That wasn’t just God’s plan for our past. It’s been His passion from the beginning of Creation—to be with us. It was His driving desire all those years of patiently planning for our salvation through Christ’s coming, His death, His resurrection.
It’s the great passion of God’s heart even now. In the book of Revelation, we are told that when the battle is over and Christ establishes His forever kingdom here, God will say:
“Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. ‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away” (Revelation 21:3-4).
This is the hope we have every single day and it’s the hope we have for eternity. God never leaves us to face the darkness or the anxiety alone, never the tough times, never the fear-filled moments.
He chose to be with us so we could choose to be with Him.
“Amen. Come, Lord Jesus” (Revelation 22:20).
Heather King is a wife, mom, Bible Study teacher, writer and worship leader. Most importantly, she is a Christ follower with a desire to help others apply the Bible to everyday life with all its mess, noise, and busyness. Her upcoming book, Ask Me Anything, Lord: Opening Our Hearts to God’s Questions, will be released in the Fall of 2013! To read more devotionals by Heather King, click here.
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