May has been incredibly beautiful where I live.
Snow flurries were around at the beginning, but then, spring broke through and pushed away the lingering cold.
When the snow melted and the first green poked through the cold, wet ground, I was filled with fresh hope. The daffodils I planted in the fall woke up from their long sleep, popping their sunny heads all around. But then my heart sank to see my favorite purple and yellow tulips did not survive.
Our life ebbs and flows with beauty and devastation. And yes, some losses are bigger than lost tulips.Yet, God is over all of it.
All of it.
Seeing is believing.
photo credit: kathy moulton
Some people think Christianity is for the weak … a crutch.
If that’s the case, I am weak.
I’m not talking about a particular denomination or church.
I’m talking about Jesus Christ and him crucified. Period.
Until you find yourself in full desperation and devastation, you might think you don’t need God.
I don’t fully comprehend how, but I know that running to God is the best place to go when you’re hurting.
If you don’t want God because you blame him for your demise in the first place, you will be suffering even more.
Why not go to the One who sees and knows more than our finite minds understand?
Why not go to the One who knows how to fix things?
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