Where can I find hope?
Life, that precious thing, has harboured the inevitable from birth; there will be an end. I am in the graduating class. My health is still good, but the wrinkles are there, my muscle mass is decreasing, the bike ride takes longer. I received a diagnosis and expected the future to be short. But things have worked out better than I thought. Someday I will go, nevertheless, either alone or in a group of others. The latter is not important.
I am and remain religious. In astrophysics and quantum mechanics, in wonder about life and in the face of threats of losing my health and of death, I hear the voice of a God. Knowledge serves me the wrapping. The content is of a divine nature.
In the Eastern churches incense fills the halls. In churches and assemblies, candles are lit during gatherings and celebrations. Music and hymns hum or resonate between the walls. In some places hands are laid on newly baptised and communion guests. Words of comfort for the present and hope for the future are uttered or proclaimed.
We are entering the season of Easter. In the Jewish faith, it marks the escape from many years of slavery. The hope of one day being free, of entering a country offering everything needed, was about to be fulfilled. In the Christian faith the same hope is proclaimed. Beyond these years of joy and sorrow, shortage and surplus, right and wrong, there lies hope waiting. The Easter message turns everything that I have inverted upright. Despair does not need to overpower us. One day justice will prevail, the kingdom of mercy will open up.
From the Eastern churches the cry rings out: 'The Lord is risen!' We answer with feeble or strong faith: 'He is truly risen.' I received this email a few years ago from a now deceased colleague:
Dear unknown colleague!
I was moved to tears and recognise myself in some of Randi's emotions in the face of death. I grew up with strict and narrow Christianity and I myself have cancer with multiple metastases. After many years and struggles, I have finally found a secure trust in and assurance that God is just and merciful, and that Jesus Christ is the one who will meet me in a new and better world. Without this hope, the future would be unbearable.
I cling to this hope. Disappointments will come. The promises are there.