When life’s made up of your blend, of love and loss, of gathering and giving, of creating and destroying, we know that it’s only through experiencing you that we experience the potential for change, our opportunity for growth.
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.
Maybe it’s precisely in the suffering and the seemingly lack of healing that a thousand answers are found, because when we face of our own suffering bravely that we showed the world every answer to every suffering.
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.
Sometimes the chart of our lives may seem frenzied, and chaotic — but God really does have a method to all the seeming madness, and a certainty in all the chaos.
This story inked into the pages of our history, about the one Man who dripped with blood and hung naked on the wooden beam of an old rugged cross.
About his halting breaths that make for our one full breath, of his haunting claim that leaves us forever claimed — this story that proves the dead can rise to life.
And when you choose to remember your regrets instead of your redemption, you can live believing you’re wounded and broken when you’re actually whole and redeemed, and born to be bigger than any of your bruises.
And when you’ve convinced yourselves that it’s really time to walk away is when you really walk away from the grace that’s able to reconcile two broken halves together.
When you decide to carry hurts unexplainable is when you compromise the gift of His love so unsurmountable to break impossible barriers, and remake deeply broken lives.
Breaking up is always painful.
And you may feel like no one sees you – or understand the depth of the agony you’re going through.
But He does. And His compassion on you will walk you through your hard.
…this story of a damsel, who thought of the ridiculous – that she could drain the brook by the bucket…
He comes into our world, not to be amongst the carousel of party goers, but to soothe the cries of the endless waves of tearful groans and painful moans.
The wonder of love can get murky through the scrapes of life.
And we can lose the wonder of love when we really choose to be in control.
Because the way to live life in control is to give the key of control to the One who really can control.
This is our song of courage, our praise for every pain, and the faith for our fear so we need not be scarred over our failures, or scared over our problems ahead.
You can always count on God to water arid hearts and to rend impossible heavens opened. So we can foretaste the sweet out of His bounty for all our bitter.
Because His rain isn’t merely sentimental, but supernatural, His comfort supersedes every sorrow and every tear we’ve shed.