Hope That Is Beautiful, Dangerous & Good

Q: What do Jairus, the woman who’s been bleeding for twelve years, Stephen King, and Tim Robbins have to do with each other?

A: Just about everything, at least when it comes to hope.

Okay, here’s the backstory: After writing on “Hope as the Heart of the Christian Faith” a couple of weeks ago, a number of folks suggested that I watch the clip from The Shawshank Redemption (written by Stephen King and starring Tim Robbins and Morgan Freeman) on hope. I’d seen – and loved – the movie years ago, but had forgotten that scene. I’ve put it below for you to watch:

I think that’s right: hope is beautiful like a sonata from Mozart. It’s beautiful because it’s something that you can hold on to when you’ve lost everything else. And it’s beautiful because it’s something that creates possibilities that have very little do with your immediate circumstances, possibilities that stretch you beyond the confines of what you can imagine here and now.

But that’s also why hope is dangerous. It can disappoint you, let you down, even crush you if it turns out to be false.

Another way to think about Jairus and the woman who’s been bleeding for so long is that they are caught in the grips of a dangerous, beautiful hope. It is a hope born of desperation – a beloved daughter on the brink of death, a condition that has stretched on for what feels like forever.

But it’s not just desperation. It’s also possibility – the possibility that this man, Jesus, can do something, can make a difference, can heal. And that hope leads them to do things they’d otherwise have a hard time imagining: beg an itinerant teacher to come to your home, risk scorn and possibly far worse by venturing into the crowd to touch this rabbi.

Hope does that, it creates not just possibility but also energy and motivation…to act, to dare, to believe.

So maybe hope is that condition of being caught between beauty and danger, between possibility and despair, between freedom and fear.

There’s been a lot of talk in recent years from the “celebrity atheists” – Richard Dawkins and company – suggesting that religion offers people a false hope. The implication, stated often enough, is that we would be better off with no hope than a false one.

The part of me that is a realist appreciates that sentiment. Yet I can’t quite bring myself to believe it. What’s easy to forget when you’re comfortable, you see – and that includes me as much as Dawkins – is that life without hope is excruciatingly difficult. As long as there is hope, I think, there is life.

And so I’m willing to risk the possibility that my Christian faith is a false hope. Because, while I won’t know the outcome for some time, when the time comes I’d rather have spent my life living in the light of a good and honest hope – even if it ultimately turns out to be false – than live without hope and joy in the meantime. Which is why hope is not just beautiful and dangerous, but also good, the gift of the Giver of all good things.

And on that note, one more clip. Enjoy.

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