It's been a tough week in many ways. I've failed to trust; I've seen others who are hurting, and I've been reminded of the brokenness that has taken hold in every area of human life. It reminded me of something I wrote awhile back, about a different topic, but it relates. I wanted to share it with you — just in case you're in a spot where you're very aware of what sin has done, how it has ruined and torn and battered. But read on to the end ... there's hope.
Today I feel sad and disheartened and sickened. I am tired of what sin does to us — how it divides and breeds hatred, fear and accusations. I am disappointed with how I contribute to this evil through my thoughts, words and actions. I am frustrated with the lack of compassion in my life and in the lives of others — we are so slow to listen, quick to speak and quick to become angry (James 1:19). We hurt one another, and in a desire to protect ourselves and our own interests, we allow ourselves to spew hatred and fester in bitterness.
NonChristians do it.
Christians do it.
We all do it.
In this past week I’ve heard and read and seen things that make my heart ache. The topic really isn’t that important because the source is all the same.
He will restore and heal and bind up. He will redeem what we have broken. He will invite believers in Jesus to dwell with Him. We will be His people, and He will be our God. Every inclination of our heart will be to worship Him in purity.