A few words about faith
Easter is a time of some poignance to me because my father passed away at Easter time. His funeral was on the day before Easter, 12 years ago. We didn't know that we would be back in the same little Kansas church for two more family funerals within the next 14 months. Truly, it's a mercy that we don't know what the future holds for us. "Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof." (Matthew 6:34b)
When I went to tell my Mennonite neighbor that we'd been gone a few days because my father had died, she questioned me about his faith. I assured her that he had been a devout Christian for many years. "Then he had the hope of heaven," she said.
Many times, I've remembered that conversation and pondered the difference between having hope and having a promise. Hope is just an emotion, and emotions come and go like the weather. When the thief on the cross beside Jesus professed his faith, Jesus didn't say anything about hope. Rather, he promised, "I tell you the truth, today you will be with me in paradise." (Luke 23:43)
I struggled with my Christian faith for many years until I finally understood a great truth. My emotions and feelings have no effect whatsoever on what God has promised to do. I don't need to have a special "glorified" feeling all the time to know that I'm a Christian. I can rely on the promises in God's Word.