I skipped posting last week because I had the opportunity to spend a three-day weekend with my family. No sporting events or other obligations, just the five of us hanging out. I try to not take those times for granted. I know my boys will soon be grown, and I’ll never regret any time I focus just on us.
But I have been thinking about all the events in the news too, from school shootings to the passing of Billy Graham. It hasn’t been a very uplifting stretch. Then last night I got horrific call. A dear friend of mine in Virginia is facing unbelievable heartache.
The sorrows feel unrelenting, the waves of heartache bunched together like never before. Where are the still waters? Where are the green pastures? I can tell you where they are not. They are not in the news. They are not in the laws. No person, wise and old, or young and idealistic, can lead you there. Why continue looking to anything in this world for answers? It’s never provided any peace, any hope, not a single green pasture. Apart from God, the bent of this world is utter devastation and destruction. No one looking at facts could possibly deny it.
There is only one hope: Jesus. His peace passes all understanding, both for this life and for the eternity that awaits. His life gives ours purpose and direction. His death marks our pathway to eternity with Him. He is the Light of the World. What sense does it make to reject Him and then rage at the darkness? It’s an absurdity. The Light was given for you and for me. May we invite Jesus in to every dark corner of our hearts. May our lives be just as Jesus described, like a city on a hill, shining brightly and undeniably for Him.
You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven. Matthew 5:14-16