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.