Hope is the Rope

People all around us are trapped in pits of their own making. These pits are too deep, their walls too slick to climb. And even though these pits are invisible, I know they’re out there.

I used to be in one.

Then someone lowered a rope. Finally, I grabbed ahold and they pulled me out.

Another word for these pits is condemnation. The earthly dungeon it traps us in is the consequence of sin. Adam and Eve dug the first pit, but then they left the shovel where we could reach it. And the Bible says that each of us have our fingerprints all over the handle.

It’s a waste of time to blame someone else. I heard a preacher say that as he traveled through a city, he saw something that had been spray painted on a wall. It read, Humpty Dumpty was pushed. True, we don’t really know how the Eggy fella ended up tumbling off the wall, but we do know the results: brokenness.

When I write a story, I often picture a reader whose soul is crying out,  Is there hope for me? Can I be lifted from the dark pit that sums up my life? Can I escape this condemnation?

The answer is YES, because there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ (Romans 8:1)! And I seek to communicate that in every story. The gospel is Good News because it is a message of hope for the hopeless, healing for the broken, and liberation for those who grope in the darkness to find something that can help them.

Well, HOPE is the rope. It is lowered–in Jesus’ name–each time we tell the gospel story in word and deed. I want to make sure that I give my readers something to grab ahold of. I want to lower hope into their pit…because someone did it for me. Yes, I will write about the reality of the pit–the slimy, taunting wall, the stench of filth, the darkness–but not to glorify the pit. My goal is to help people appreciate what they were saved from. I want them to understand that the rope of hope that was lowered to them is the most expensive rope ever known…if they look closely, and we all should, they will see that the rope is covered in blood. It is the blood that poured from the wounds of a Savior.

When Jesus died on the cross, He stained the rope with his blood. When He rose from the dead, He made it possible for the rope to be lowered into my pit. And yours. And, through repentance and surrender, we took hold of the rope.

And just like the shovel that dug my pit fits my hand, the rope that pulled me out fits my hand also. And I’ve been given a piece of the rope to lower down to others.

And I plan to use it. Will you use yours?


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2 responses to “Hope is the Rope

  1. Mary G.

    Excellent blog. Too often, though, after we’ve climbed out of the pit with help from others, then stumble across someone else still stuck in a pit, we think, and too often say, “So, what’s the matter with you? You’re in a pit? Well, climb out…I did”, instead of reaching out to them with the same love and compassion of Christ we received. Sin sneaks in when we least expect it. To quote one of my favorite philosophers, Pogo, “We have met the enemy and he is us”. Hope I didn’t share too much. EXCELLENT blog.

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