The roses are again budding in our garden – the wordless evangelist across the street has put on green gossamer foliage . . . regeneration. Spring, like little kids, does a body good!
I am so aware that the more things seem to stay the same the more they are changing.
And the world around gets nuttier and nuttier.
It’s not a fun kind of zaniness – 700,000 Americans believe they have the wrong body, and a powerful lobby group the right to use the bathrooms of the sex they think the are. All this brouhaha competes with the headlines of horror from Nigeria. And I am not even going near this year’s Presidential election!
Perhaps all the craziness and cruelty looms, not because God expects me to fix the brokenness. Or, that He wants my opinions about it.
“Is it possible that God has called us . . . so that we might pray,” Diane Mandt Langberg asks? (In Our Lives First: Meditations for Counselors, p.13)
“Our intercession can cover far more people and situations than we can ever help in the literal sense . . . It is in the process of interceding that God’s purpose and wise order is brought about in this world. ” (p. 14)
So, eyes off the weirdness. Take a look around – at what Christians are doing, at what nature proclaims,1 and what Scripture teaches. The power of His Resurrection, the compassion of individuals to their fellow human beings in terrifying troubles and the testimony that spring again gives meaning, purpose, and courage to my life in scary times.
I don’t know how to mend the kinds of brokenness in the papers. But, maybe we can pray? And give? Daily.
Faith can move mountains, but don’t be surprised if God hands you a shovel. ~Author Unknown
1 Psalm 19