Is this an odd question I am presenting here this evening? Perhaps, perhaps not. You see, I was listening to Joel Osteen and he made mention of a scripture that states “I have pitched my tent in the city of hope”. The reference does not reference a physical location but rather the location of your heart wherein lies your dreams, your spirit and your beliefs. So I ask you this question this evening, my friend. Where have you pitched your tent? Now bear in mind, back in Biblical times people did not have homes like the ones you and I know today. Many did have a physical home, one built from the materials of that time. But for so many people, a tent was where they dwelt, where they lived, loved and raised their families. In a word, it was home to them. And since it was their home, I would think that the location of this home, where this tent was pitched would be important, yes? Those families would consider and ask questions, questions such as “How far away is the stream so that we may have water nearby?” or “Is the land here fertile enough so we may grow vegetables and is there sufficient grass here for our flocks?” These were things to consider when pitching one’s tent. By the way, the definition of the word pitch when used in the context of pitching a tent means to erect or establish; set up. To set firmly; to implant; embed. When viewed by this definition, pitching a tent seems a more important task than you or I may have thought.
Another consideration would be to perhaps determine what direction the winds might be coming from. On the side of the tent where the winds would be the strongest, perhaps additional stakes would be used to fortify the strength of the home. And perhaps those stakes would need to be set more firmly into the ground? This seems logical enough to me. To be honest, I never dealt with tents a great deal. But I know enough to know that where a tent is pitched is at least as important as what and whom you wish to protect within that tent.
With all that said, I ask again the question, Where have you pitched your tent, my friend? Have you pitched your tent in the City of Hope or does it stand sadly in the oh so busy Metropolis of Despair? When deciding location, did you check the depth and quality of the soil where the stakes would be driven deeply and firmly so your tent would stand strong? Or did you just assume that dirt was just dirt and that depth was not so important after all? And now when the winds of Life blow in strong, you feel what you thought was your protection shudder around you and constantly you fear that all you had set in place will collapse down upon you, perhaps even this night? And the stakes, those stakes that you selected that provide the strength for your shelter, those stakes that were deemed inferior but they were a bargain so they were “good enough”? Are they sufficient unto the day, unto this dark night where the winds now howl round about you? Can you here those timbers cracking above your head now? Do you scream out to any who and all who will hear but your voice is ripped away by the winds of Insecurity and Hopelessness. Did you expect something better than this?? Look where it is you so thoughtlessly pitched your tent! What you put forth is what you receive back. And just as the blessings you send out come back to you as a double portion, so do those cursed things you send forth. A double portion to you, blessings or cursings. It is a universal law. The universe only sends to you as a reward what you have sent out. We make the choice as to which.
My word, this is all so uplifting, isn’t it? Will you ever want to visit this blog again? If this was all there was offered here, I would never return. And it is my own blog! But there is good news and salvation ahead. And here it is…..Do know the really great thing about tents? Unlike houses whose foundations are permanent, tents can be moved much more easily. Do you desire, truly desire now to move from the darkness of Despair into the glorious Light which is Hope Everlasting? Then come along, let us take apart this tent of yours! But let us only keep what is valuable, shall we? The fabric that provides the walls of your tent, is it good quality? For some, it would appear much thought was given as to its selection and strength. For others, this fabric is already threadbare, worn, and tired. But as it is your tent, you must decide. And what of the stakes which are in reality the foundation of your shelter? Did you select them for quality or did you lay hold to them simply because the were just “good enough”? Again I say unto you, it is your tent so you must decide. I would suggest to you that you do not try to take with you what is inferior or tired from your old home of Despair into your new Life of Hope. It will become a burden just as surely as the dawn awakens to greet the new day. Oh I’m sorry, what is that you say? You have nothing but a worn and tired dwelling to bring to this City of Hope? Well my dear friend, I have something to share with you here so listen oh so closely now……….You are the very person we are looking for. It is usually those who feel they have the least to offer whose souls have the greatest gifts to share. And besides, all things become as new here in the City of Hope. And if you must know, we have been waiting for you, kind friend. So, come on in and let us give you the traditional Words of Welcome always offered here in the City of Hope. You may have heard them before but today, I believe they will have new meaning for you. Come to Me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn of Me, for I am meek and lowly in heart; and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For My yoke is easy, and My burden is light. And as we enter this great city together my friend, I have but one question for you. Where is it that you wish to pitch your tent within the City Of Hope?”
William J. Thompson, Jr.
(To those reading, I am afraid I strayed a bit as to form. It is how it came out from me. I pray your indulgence. Blessings to all.)