Sunday, July 19, 2015

The world is broken. But God.

This has been a heavy week. 

My second cousin, Jayden, had his second heart failure of his young life. His parents made the impossible decision to take him off life support this week. 

My friend, Christina, broke the news that the trial for her mom has been set. 

My group leader's dear friend has been fighting an incredibly rare form of breast cancer. His wife told me this morning that she passed calmly into her next life. 

I got into my car after church and Come as You Are was on. I broke down completely. This world is not fair. It is so clearly broken. 

Little kids shouldn't die of heart failure 
Young moms shouldn't die of cancer 
Young dads shouldn't be widowed 
Little boys shouldn't lose their momma 
Moms shouldn't kill dads 
Kids shouldn't see their mom resist arrest 
Young women shouldn't fear for their/family's safety 

And yet

Earth has no sorrow that heaven can't heal. 

Let that sink in. 

Earth has no sorrow that heaven can't heal. 

The brokenness is real. It's hard. There are sharp jagged edges that leave scars. And it is so clouded now, so hard to see, but there is no pain here that will not be fully usurped by joy in heaven. 

Remembering this one - what we have in Jesus cannot be shaken, no matter how hard our world turns

In him we have obtained an inheritance, having been predestined according to the purpose of him who works all things according to the counselor of his will, so that we who were the first to hope in Christ might be to the praise of his glory. In him you also, when you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation, and believed in him, were sealed with the promised Holy Spirit, who is the guarantee of our inheritance until we acquire possession of it, to the praise of his glory. Ephesians 1:11-14 


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