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be a broker of hope


Several years ago I catch a phrase from a pastor that I respected because of his work with hurting people.  He said, “I am a broker of hope.”  That small phrase has continued to ring in my heart even though the pastor who I heard it from passed away a few years back.

Hope has not gone away.  The work he did and the lives he has touched continues.  It is amazing to hear stories of how someone made a difference because they took some time to share and care for another person.  What they did may have been big or may have been small.  But what sticks out is that they did something.  They saw a need or a person with potential and spoke in to that person’s life.

Job 11:18  NLT
Having hope will give you courage. You will be protected and will rest in safety.

I have been watching a growing story.  A pastor in Florida has been posting in social media (Facebook and twitter) his time with a man in his community that recently chose to give up drinking.  What caught my eye is this pastor is walking with the man through his journey to be sober and closer to God.  He has shared about many of the firsts. 

Most of you know that I spend a good deal of time with homeless friends in our community.  In conversations I have learned so much.  One of the characteristics that stick out is the desire to help others in need.  The help covers all kinds of areas, and it is rarely and almost never for a selfish reason. 

Mother Teresa said many years ago, “if you can’t feed 100 people, feed 1.”  It really is that easy.  Offering hope to another person is as easy as meeting a simple need.  It is a high calling, and my desire, to be a broker of hope by meeting the needs of people that I come in contact with.  It might be a meal or it might be a few minutes of time.  By giving people some of what we have offers hope and opens doors of potential.

There is indeed a future, and your hope will never be cut off.

What does the future look like for you?   Is it full of possibilities or troubles?  Are you are excited about it or dreading it?

Those answers can be real intense and tell you a lot about life.  Your future is in the hand of God.  God will not cut off your hope, yet I meet often people that have no hope.  Their hope is gone, stolen, cut off and simply slipped away.  That is why it is time for us to put hope where people can reach it.  Hope is unreachable for some people, but we have hope and help at our fingertips.

The purpose of dream centers, such as the one we started, is offering people help and serving them by putting hope on a shelf where they can reach it.  People need hope.  Are you giving the people around you hope?  If not, you are living for the wrong thing.

How can we offer people hope?  It all begins with us seeing God and accepting hope for ourselves.  We pass on what God has given us by serving others.  That is where people will see hope lived out and hear it loud and clear.  

People will see hope living and breathing, not sitting and souring.  Hope makes us get out of our chair and do something.  Hope gives people a desire to do something with their lives.  Most importantly, hope gives people the opportunity to see the one who gives real hope.  

Where there is no vision, the people are unrestrained, But happy is he who keeps the law.

Offer somebody hope today.  Hope may just change their life for eternity!

NOTE: some of this post was first shared in September 2009

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