“I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in His word I do hope.” (Psalm 130:5) I know, beloved — it hurts, waiting with the weight of the world on your shoulders when confusion rattles your soul and hope seems so far away. It is the hardest thing, to keep holding on to hope moment […]
There is that one word, that lifts the weight of the darkness and speaks light into the core of our soul: but. Blessed but, that leads us into the forgiveness of our merciful God. For all our failures and shortcomings, for all our weaknesses and great faults — there is forgiveness with Him, His mighty hands ready to extend and welcome you in the moment you come confessing. And I know, oh I know, it hurts — to plain come and admit, that you could not do it, that you tried on your own and did not have it in you. But there is forgiveness with Him, to cover all with His love and this, the greatness of this radical grace can never quite be understood.
So there is always hope for us in these words, beloved — “Christ in you.”
All of us with messy and hurting hearts — we whisper His name: Emmanuel, God with us. He is with us always, even to the end of the age.
All of us who have lost hope — we take comfort in that in God, we have a hope and His faithful love remains. He knows where we are going, and He is creating something new in us.
All of us who fell short once again, who tried but got nowhere — we rest in the knowledge that His grace is all we need today. His mercies never cease.
I woke up that night, crying, and I knew — I finally connected what I should have noticed days earlier, my strength spread out thin through the week, my heart broken and bruised from the continuous bad dreams and hard nights. It was there, in the brokenness of this messy heart of mine and the […]