Because this is the thing --- joy isn't something that happens when sorrow ends; joy is the transformation of pain into praise.
That if our well-being solely depends on the favour of our human connections, that if our getting ahead in life comes from getting in front of people, then, we're doomed, and we've lost, and we'll keep losing, because sometimes relationships severed are relationships saved. That we can sometime lose our earthly fathers to find our heavenly Father, we can sometimes skip earthly favours to be kissed by divine goodness.
It's the first of July, and in the midst of a winter chill, and I saw. How candles can flicker on right through the night, and hope can be served right there when the heart is healed right here, and that the way to see the light of day is to walk through the length … Continue reading What Masters the Dark
Somewhere at the back of the desert, in a place dry and barren, where you think heaven's brazen and the dusty air of death's howling, there's a well, and you'll be well. He comes like a cooling rain in summer's scorch and uses every minute of your hard to work for your good, and His glory.
Being able to deal well with losses is one of the most important skills to have, as losses are life's constant companion, and if managed well can offer an opportunity for regrowth and revival.
Because who'd ever get this? For those days when you're hollowed out in the lowlands of life, He's provided a High Way out. For the seasons when the fog of depression disorients, and the black of losses eclipses --- He's got His light shining through all your cracks.
And on the other side of Heaven, we'd see a glimpse of the why. Why God would place His most prized possessions in the fire, why He'd allow His most precious vessels in the melting pot of distress.