Your hope cannot die while he reigns

On the road to Emmaus, two disciples walked in the shadow of grief, their hearts heavy with sorrow, hope slipping through their fingers like sand. They had seen their Lord crucified, and with Him, they thought, their hopes and prayers. They spoke of their anguish, their doubts, and the bitter sting of defeat, ready to turn back, to give in to despair. They had forgotten his promise, of rising again. But in the midst of their brokenness, a stranger drew near, unrecognized yet familiar in the warmth of His presence. Jesus came alongside them—not to rebuke their weariness, but to hear their hearts. He asked why they were sad, why their hearts were burdened, as if to say, “Pour out your heart, for I care about the ache in your soul.” He didn’t need the information, and could’ve rebuked them for their unbelief, for their weary and troubled hearts. But as He walked with them, He unveiled a truth so radiant it could chase away the deepest darkness: even death could not hold Him. The cross was not the end, but the beginning of something far greater. Jesus didn’t want them to quit, didn’t want them to lose heart. He wanted them to believe, to trust in the power that overcame the grave, to see that their story wasn’t over. It was only beginning. In His presence, the impossible became possible, and what once seemed lost was found in the light of His victory. Death could not hold him, so your hope cannot die while he reigns.

-inspired by my Pastor’s message last night! I will link it in the comments 🤍