Every time I walk through the doors I expect to hear, “Everything’s perfect!” But I always leave throwing my hope into another day.
John had his monthly heart biopsy at Duke on Monday. The doctors told us that he has a big (good big – not Cardiomyopathy big), strong heart. However, his heart is experiencing moderate rejection.
Then we saw the infectious disease doctor. John’s heart donor was exposed to a few viruses, and since John is immunosuppressed, we have to keep a close watch on him to make sure the viruses stay dormant and don’t rear their nasty heads. The news wasn’t “bad”, it just wasn’t “perfect”.
I don’t know what perfection is really, and I don’t know if I should even hope for perfection. Jesus clearly states, “In this world, you will have trouble.” John 16:31.
As I walked out the doctor’s office on Monday, I heard myself saying, “Jesus, I trust You.” At that moment I chose to not hope for perfection, but have Perfect Hope.
I will never experience perfection in my earthly body. However, my Perfect Hope died for me so that I can experience it in my Heavenly one.
Praise be to God, for being my Perfect Hope.
“And if our hope in Christ is only for this life, we are more to be pitied than anyone in the world.”
1 Corinthians 15:19