A Search That Led to Hope
Hebrews 10:23 — “Let us hold tightly without wavering to the hope we affirm, for God can be trusted to keep his promise.”
The first week of December arrived, and I found myself thinking more about Christmas. My husband Tyler and I had been growing in our faith, raising two little girls, and trying to run our small faith-based boutique.
My girls are naturally so curious, and Tyler and I really wanted to teach them the real meaning behind the glitter and the bells. So, I started searching. Not for gifts, not for decorations. But for something that could help my daughters see the heart of Christmas without me lecturing them into it.
I knew the usual traditions were fun, but I wanted something that pointed them gently toward the One at the center of it all.
I found option after option. Most were cute, some were clever, but none felt right. Then I stumbled onto “Finding Jesus.” It is a lot like Elf on the Shelf, but along with the stuffed Jesus, it also comes with daily scriptures and puzzle pieces to hide. By Christmas morning, the puzzle would form a Nativity.
It was perfect. When the package arrived, I could hardly contain my excitement.
Every morning after that, I crept around the house hiding the piece of the day. Then I waited for the sound—quick footsteps across hardwood, whispers, giggles. Watching them search became my favorite part. Their eyes were bright, their hope uncomplicated.
About halfway through December, I caught myself standing still in the hallway, piece in hand, feeling something tug at me. While they were learning to search for Jesus, I was learning that I had stopped searching the same way. Not intentionally. Life had layered itself thick with schedules and responsibilities, the kind that crowd out wonder.
One morning, as they checked beneath couch cushions and behind curtains, the words of Hebrews 10:23 rose in my heart, “Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful.”
I stood still, letting it settle. I remembered the years I had spent searching for hope. I remembered the moment I first realized Jesus was exactly who He said He was—and how everything changed. That hope had once felt so fresh, so alive.
And here I was, gently reminded: Hold tight. Don’t let go. He is faithful.
By Christmas morning, the final puzzle piece snapped into place, and the Nativity scene spread across the table. The girls beamed. And there behind them, with a lump in my throat, I whispered the truth to my own heart:
Searching for Him is still so worth it.
Holding on to Him is still so necessary.
And hope—real hope—is still found only in Him.
So here’s my invitation to you today:
As you move through this season, keep searching for Jesus. Keep remembering what He’s already done. And keep holding tightly to the hope He has promised—because He is good, and He will never let you go.
— Kirstie Ford
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
- Where have you let “life layers” or busyness crowd out the wonder of searching for Jesus?
- What promise of God do you need to hold tightly to this season?
- When have you experienced God’s faithfulness in a way that renewed your hope?
- How can you create simple moments or traditions that point your heart back to Jesus this December?
- What does “holding without wavering” look like in your real, daily life right now?
