Hope is seeing beyond the moment and knowing God speaks to us through the joy that comes in the suffering.
Winter can be a harsh season for many. Blowing snow and slippery roads cause accidents. Frigid temperatures cause costly heating bills and frozen pipes. Bitter winds bring frostbite. Ice and snow accumulate and cause power outages, inconveniences, and must be shoveled away.
Living in a season of hardship is work – a physical, mental, and emotional drain.
But then, there is always the promise of the next morning when the sun, always dependable, always constant, always God’s way of speaking to the world of his existence, illuminating the landscape, revealing HIS GLORY.
But … you have to see it. You have to want to see it. You have to believe it.
When God said there is nowhere we can go … ever ... where he is not there, he meant it.
When you’re alone, completely alone, whether physically or emotionally, God is there.
I’ve known the tossing and turning of torment in the night season. The anguish is so great, that no human on earth can help you.
I found out there is one who can.
I felt the pain and sorrow. But maybe I was supposed to. Because if I hadn’t felt something, would God be real to me? I survived the night and I knew there was an unseen hand who kept me from becoming overcome with sorrow … one who stood watch over me.
And because God does not respect one person over another, he will be there for you, too.