So much news predicts such a grim future. Life as we know it gone. Futures forever changed. This generation will suffer the worst.
I’m glad I don’t know the future. Anticipating the unknown has usually proved more awful than actually walking through it for me.
But, what if all the adversity predicted is the severe road to a better future, a different life lived from a different source, for us and our kids?
Along those lines, I wrote the following lines…
What if all the losses taught us to mourn?
What if all the mourning taught us to empathize?
What if all the empathy taught us humility?
What if all the humility taught us our poverty of soul?
What if our poverty taught us to search?
What if in our searching we found God? Who knows loss. Who mourns. Who empathizes. Who endured poverty. Who meets our needs?
Our need for Him to restore our dignity. Forgive our wrong. Heal our wound. Feed our mouth. Guide our path… Replace our heart.
With a new heart. A heart warm, not cold. A heart alive, not dead. A heart that feels, not numb. A hear not sick anymore.
What if our hope was not on the stock market, the cure, the vaccine, the vindication, the political party, the back to normal?
But in Christ
Who makes all things new
Even this broken world
Even we broken people
Would we then welcome the losses that taught us to mourn?
The mourning that taught us empathy?
The empathy that taught us our poverty?
The poverty that taught our need?
And the need that taught us to search?
And the search that brought us to the heart of God?