Things have been a bit rough over here lately.
A lot rough, actually.
This morning, as I arrived at Breakthrough, I again found myself in a heap of tears.
Then, as I rounded the corner, I saw the food pantry line.
People lining up to get food.
Did you catch that?
FOOD.
When was the last time I had to worry about where we would get our next meal?
Um, never.
While my life circumstances are objectively hard right now, I am immensely blessed.
And then I find myself wondering why it is so.
Life is hard.
People need food.
And shelter.
And HOPE.
Babies don't make it.
Or are aborted (aargh?!?!?)
Or abused.
Wars are raging.
Evil reigns.
BUT
I know that my Redeemer Lives!
"In this world you will have trouble. But take heart [have hope]. I have overcome the world."
The battle is won.
Victory is ours.
He lives.
Lest I ever forget....
2 comments:
I think my (many) mission trips in the last couple years have kept this concept thoroughly ingrained in my head. My situation might look dire to me, until I think about the poverty I have truly seen. Good reminder friend.
Thanks for the reminder!
"Because He lives,
I can face tomorrow.
Because He lives,
all fear is gone.
Because I know
He holds the future,
and life is worth the living
just because He lives."
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