When times are hard and days are long…

In just one day, I hear so much strife. The television and radio give voice to it from near and far, the internet publishes opinions that conflict and accuse, and then there’s those troubles too close to home to even name, the ones that weigh the heaviest.

Just today, I’ve seen the angry faces and heard the shouting words of those who argue over guns, religion, morality, and law. There seems to be no end to the divisions among us.

I seek refuge and shelter under the porch roof in my faithful swing where I methodically sway back and forth and just let the tears fall and with them whispered prayers…

I started my day recalling the words of scripture and casting my eyes upon those unchanging words of truth that tells us, “then we shall know, if we follow on to know the Lord: His going forth is prepared as the morning; and He shall come unto us as the rain, as the latter and former rain unto the earth.” (Hosea 6:3) I love what this is saying, “then” and “if”. There’s work to be done on our part in order to know and it is painstaking, long-sought, and both for a reason, so that it will endure. Deep roots develop over time and with much nourishment and cultivation.

Trying to get a grasp on these competing thoughts, I land on another scripture. Hebrews 6 references the hope we have in Jesus and describes it as “an anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast…”

As I look at a world in need, the world at large as well as my immediate world of home, I am comforted by my belief in the transformative power of The Holy Spirit. If not for this, I would not have endured even until now. My belief is rooted in experience, my own, and that of so many I’ve read about in scripture and in other places, too. When we see a person’s life change from one of darkness to one of light and the fruit of righteousness evidenced in those lives, we know. We know. The gift of salvation is the gift of new and eternal life. This perspective makes the difference between hope and despair. I’m always thankful for God’s gifts but on the most trying days they are ever more precious to me…

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