Tonight, December 21, 2020, shortly after sunset, I will be outside peering into the western sky, looking for the 2020 Christmas star. But I don’t see it as just a once-in-a-lifetime astronomical event. No, I will see a promise that my Father is faithful. I will see a reminder that He hasn’t forgotten us.
Perhaps you too feel as if this year has been a nightmare, destroying your peace and security. Perhaps you feel as if your very life is crumbling, collapsing. Perhaps you can no longer hold in the tears, no longer pretend everything is just fine.
How will we view 2020 years from now? Will we still have 2020 vision? Or will we have 20/20 vision?
The emotions rushed through my body as the tears flowed freely.
Father God, we come to you utterly broken over the condition of our country. It is disheartening to see the division, the hatred, the intolerance.
I used to believe my husband’s affair was the worst thing that ever happened to me. Today, I am eternally grateful for it.
Some of our high school friends have questioned why I chose Roy. Here’s my answer….
From loss and devastation to beauty from our brokenness. From hopeless to hopeful. I want you to be full of hope.
I don’t know where you stand on Jen Hatmaker’s theology, but I do know she needs us as Christian brothers and sisters right now.
Divorce will always break my heart…just as it breaks my Father’s heart.
My child, I know you are hurting and overwhelmed. But I want you to know…