I watch the absolute foolishness of cancel culture, tearing down of
statues, removing the likes of Dr. Seuss ~~ and think ~~ does life
not have more serious issues than these? I see with sadness the
attempt to make boys into girls, and the removal of “white”
altogether. Have we honestly lost all sense of what it means to live
~~ and live in a manner as our Creator intended?
These are but a few
of the most insane issues of our time. I hurt for these, I hurt for
the political divide, but I wish to ... I Want to Hurt ~~ No More!
My morning has been deluged with bouts of intense & overwhelming grief and tears. No, not for the above, rather for the serious & honest issues in which life … true life becomes reality.
I wonder for the above how many are living in their seventh decade? How many in less than a twenty-four hour period have been burdened with not one, but three critical and personal life events? An uncle with a stroke, struggling to regain mind and strength. A close friend whose threat of suicide is such that they find themselves in a behavioral ward. Another close friend, years younger, who has been in and out of hospital Emergency and ICU departments more often in the past two years than most will ever experience in a lifetime, or even two.
Add to these, the accumulation through the years of stories, history & knowledge given in confidence ~~ the burden of such ~~ well, if you were not broken from your own challenges, these could possibly bring the ultimate in brokenness.
No ~~ I write this blog because of the hope that is found in the midst of brokenness. I write with gratefulness to Matthew West, to Bart Millard & Kristian Stanfill whose music, inspired by the life of Christ, this morning has so provided sips of living water and hope even the midst of this brokenness. I’m reminded that if the “Truth Be Told”, I’m broken! That, “Even If” God does not change this moment, this intense season of grief, “My hope is (in Him) alone. I know the sorrow, and I know the hurt – Would all go away if (He’d) just say the word – But even if (He doesn’t), My hope is (in Him) alone”. And Mr. Stanfill writes, “When I was broken, You were my healing. Now Your love is the air that I’m breathing. I have a future, my eyes are open – ‘cause when You called my name, I ran out of that grave. Out of the darkness, into Your glorious day”
If you’ve lived many decades ~~ yet even for some, but one ~~ and the pain, the brokenness is such that ‘You Want to Hurt ~~ No More!’ Please let the “truth be told”. Whatever brokenness that is you, I hope that you can know that He, Christ, was broken on our behalf. That He is worthy to place both our trust and hope.
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