The Color of Hope

I've seen it.
You've seen it.
Your neighbor's seen it.
In fact, your neighbor is probably hanging it -- a poster with a politician's face and the word HOPE.

I'm not here to enumerate the aspects that I find deeply disturbing. They are many, but I'm not here to write a political rant. There are plenty of other blogs for that.

Messianic overtones lauding a political leader are far from unique in human history. Quite frankly, they should not surprise us; a lost mankind longs for hope, and runs to those things or persons which promise it. But beyond whatever associations you have with seeing the word "hope" plastered by a human face, something else caught my attention: the poster is shaded, shaded in red, white, and blue.

The message is clear. Hope is not in partisan red. Hope is not in partisan blue. Hope is in one candidate to unite the red, the white, and the blue.

One way or another, many people will be disappointed with tomorrow's election results.

In recent years, many Christians have already experienced increasing polictical disappointment. For many, hope in partisan red has been exposed as hope in fallen men. We long for change (and yet a far different change than the change many call for). We long for a return to our nation's roots. We want liberty and justice for all. Good. Needed. Be involved. Work for liberty and justice. But how desperately are we longing for this?

What color is our hope? Is it red, white, and blue -- colors that will eventually fade, as will all the kingdoms of men?

What color is our hope? Is it red, crimson red?


My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood an rightousness