What a disturbing time it is in the world. Just this week, wars and rumors of wars. Children beheaded and cut in two (I can barely imagine it). Families chased from their homes, running for their lives because they won't renounce Jesus. Nursing moms on the run, not even able to take diapers for their babies. Robin Williams, who brought laughter to so many, takes his own life … and the laughter is silenced.
What kind of world do we live in? I shake my head and feel my heart break.
We live in a broken world. A world groaning for the return of its Savior. A world that inflicts pain and hurt and hopelessness. A world that is not what it was intended to be.
And yet . . .
It is a world that God loves, that He died to redeem, that He commissioned us to go into and make disciples, tell the good news of Him, bring hope.
But so often, I don't know how. I find that I'm discouraged, that I'm the one fighting despair, that the darkness around me seems impenetrable.
Sometimes I can't see how to move forward. I cannot see at all. So what do I do? What can I do in this broken world, with my broken heart, with an aching soul?
What do I do with this darkness … both within and without? Lord, where do I go from here?
Where Do I Go From Here?