Luke 18:26-27“We are all met with impossible situations.” a pastor said this in a sermon I attended once. And the moment those words reached my ears, I knew what mine was.
See, I’m a worrier. I worry about my grades, my future, my relationships, my family, my friends, the safety of those I love, their happiness…you name it, I’m stressed about it. But there is one thing, one person who I tend to worry about more than others. He was my impossible situation.
Let’s get personal for a minute (oops, I’m the new girl by the way. Nice to meet you!). I’m a daddy’s girl. Always have been, always will be. You need to know that to understand why this weighed so heavy on my heart. But my daddy, as loving, strong, faithful, and Godly as he is, has struggles. And one of those struggles is with his health. That struggle has been a source of worry for me for quite some time now. Through my first two years of college especially, this struggle became a source ofhopelessness.
Conversation after conversation I would ask him to make changes. I would beg and cry and explain that I just want him to be around forever and the best way to make that happen was for him to become a healthier version of himself. But change is hard, and patience has never quite been my favorite fruit of the Spirit if ya know what I mean! So instead of loving and encouraging him, I began to bottle up bitterness and hopelessness.
This situation…it was impossible.
Until one day when it wasn’t anymore.
Why? How? Because Jesus. Because "What is impossible with man is possible with God." (Luke 18:27, NIV)
It was a Tuesday afternoon and my dad was passing through Knoxville on his way home from a conference. He called and asked if I could meet him for a late lunch, and I of course jumped at the chance. We ate and caught up and I loved every minute of it. But the weight of this struggle that had become shared between us tugged at my heart through the whole meal.
Saying goodbye outside the restaurant, my dad hugged me tight then pushed me back just far enough to be able to meet my eyes. “I’m going to make changes, Sarah. I just wanted you to know that.”
Boom. There it was. My impossible situation, made possible through nothing other than conviction from the Holy Spirit on His child. The only word I can use to describe that moment is “hope.” Hope brought about through a God who cares and knows and works and moves. Hope filled my heart and brought rest to my soul like I cannot explain. That’s what hope does though. That’s what our Savior does. He sees us in our struggle, hears us crying out, meets us in our impossible situations, and drenches us in hope. Hope for every minute detail of our lives, and for those details that overwhelm us all too often.
For me, it took a situation to believe it. It took me living out a season of life where worry, anxiousness, and hopelessness were far too common themes. But for Jesus it took one verse. One sentence to put on display the reason why we can have this ever-comforting hope.
Jesus replied, ‘What is impossible with man is possible with God.’