Annoying Sunday School things...

"And he who was seated on the throne said, 'Behold, I am making all things new.'Also he said, 'Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.'"  Revelation 21:5

Today has me thinking.

Today is a Monday which means I go to my office to crank out the emails and the edits, which also means my brain works and turns all the while.

More than a handful of times lately I've had deep, hard conversations with dear friends and a few acquaintances about the hard parts of life.  The heartachey parts, not just the rainy days.  About the sting of the circle of life.  Friends losing parents, relationships disintegrating for one reason or another, scary news about little babies who should only have happy news.  And over and over again I think about my heartaches, my bout with depression in pregnancy and the hard times of others I've stood near to.  The people taken too soon, the struggles that sent people too deep into painful places.  Ugh.  This lament could go on for days...

And ya know what comes to mind, loudly.  Singly.  And most true?  Jesus.  That He is good.  He is faithful.  And that He gently and lovingly carries us in those hard times when we really get to see how tender and dependent our souls are, how messed up the world is and how needy we really are.

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And in those times He doesn't feel good or faithful or with us, but He always proves Himself to be all that we need.  He has given us the truth we need to replace our feelings when our souls ache. He is the only comfort we have.  How generous of him.  Really.  

So on this Monday morning when I think about a young fellah who lost his battle against cancer and our community lets out a collective, heavy sigh that screams 'this isn't as it should be.'  It isn't.  It absolutely is not.  But goodness there is joy to come from the lifter of our eyes.  In the restoration of all things fallen, becoming new.  Nearly impossible to cling to that promise, but God has made Keaton new.  Glory.

He is making our hearts turn towards Him and away from our selfish, sad ways that forget He is faithful.  He is good.  He has a plan.  He runs this show.  And He alone knows what we need.  We need Him - our trustworthy Father.

Thanks be to God for being the bit of reason we can safely cling to in our hurt, weeping days.  In our sorrows and in our joys.  That he knows all the feels and can handle all our anger.  Not all those Sunday school things we learned to say about hard things.  Just the living God who comforts and continually reveals to us the things he is making new.