"Some went down to the sea in ships, doing business on the great waters; they saw the deeds of the Lord, His wondrous works in the deep. For he commanded and raised the stormy wind, which lifted up the waves of the sea. They mounted up to heaven; they went down to the depths; their courage melted away in their evil plight;
they reeled and staggered like drunken men and were at their wits' end. Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and He delivered them from their distress. He made the storm be still, and the waves of the sea were hushed. Then they were glad that the waters were quiet, and he brought them to their desired haven." Psalm 107:23-30

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

As Holy Week draws near.

The older I get the more the darkness deepens. I understand why Christ was a Man of many sorrows and why He wept. I'm not depressed, I'm just aware. People aren't comfortable with grief, with deep sorrow, and with someone that is quite fine to admit she doesn't care to make any of them feel better by being happy when bad things happen or life gets heavy or sin snuffs out yet another life too soon. The Christian life is about survival. It's about endurance. It's about breathing, even when God is dead, like Mary, John, and the others at the cross had to do when He died. It's about waiting for the resurrection and knowing, even when you can't see Him, that His power is stronger than even His own death and that He always...ALWAYS keeps His promises.

 Come Soon Lord Jesus.
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