Humanity is fascinated with the idea of time manipulation because, try as we might, we cannot control it. We rarely have awareness of when chapters of our lives are about to begin and end, let alone understanding of “what God has done from the beginning to the end.” But I am confident in this: our tension with time reveals our deeper yearning for redemption.
True strength is not found in the gritting of teeth or clenching of fists, but in the willingness to lay down at the foot of the cross and trust God as we choose the course of kindness.
A poem reflection on God’s attributes.
Though your heart and flesh faint under the weight of brokenness and sin, the Lord does not fail to hold onto you.
What does someone who loves God do when face-to-face with the nightmarish realities of life now?
From the rustling of falling leaves, to the dripping of the rain, to the whistling of the wind, to the silence of the mountains—all things gladly extol the King who commanded them.
We can rest assured that our obedience does not go unseen by God.
In his kindness, God designed the natural world to help us learn about himself in light of his Word.
The only hope of all human beings is the undeserved love of God, who alone can rescue and restore them to Himself.
This prayer of lament surfaced from shared sorrows, but I pray it reorients your heart to praise.