Growing up I learned about cars. I can find my way around a car and fix most problems. I know enough to avoid getting ripped off by crooked mechanics. I don't particularly like working on cars, but I am glad my dad taught me. In many ways I feel sympathy for those who don't know much about cars. When something goes wrong with their car they probably feel pretty hopeless. Many of them probably hope they don't get ripped off by a dishonest mechanic.
Many people feel a sense of hopelessness in life at some point. They will begin to ask questions about life and its meaning. Some give up on life. Some may not realize the hopeless life they are living!
What a privilege it is to be ambassadors of Christ! What a privilege to bring a message of hope to the world. The question is, "are we actually bringing a message of hope or are we simply relishing the fact that we have that message?"
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