In the midst of all this, God walks.
Our attempts to explain it all seem so trite, don’t they? Our searching for the right words to comfort, and the stock anecdotes that we offer, they all just seem so…irrelevant. Our advice and offers of prayers sometimes seem so shallow when we look into the eyes of someone living through hell.
I’m thankful that grace isn’t dependent upon our delivery method.
Broken one, you don’t have to hide. In the eyes of grace, you are not a failure. You’re not incomplete or damaged goods. The relationship didn’t work out, the funds ran out, the dream was shattered…whatever the floor dropped out on, your story isn’t over. This is not your defining moment. This is your fighting moment. In the ruins of what was supposed to happen, God is building something new.
Lonely one, you are not an outcast. You don’t have to feel awkward and try to measure up or fit in. You are beautifully and wonderfully made. I know that sounds so disturbingly simple and inaccurate, but God didn’t accidentally make you. You are worthwhile; with something unique and different to offer and contribute. Screw the naysayers, haters, and clique-dictators. You are loved. You will be loved. Always.
Bitter one, I know all too well the way that animosity can eat away at the beauty of life. I have no doubt that your bitterness is well-rooted in valid reasons, but I also know well the way that bitterness eats away at any sign of life. It’s time to walk on the side of peace; to release the anger and disappointment you’ve been holding for so long. It’s time to believe that something better is in store, rather than holding on to what fell apart.
In the midst of the hells we’ve stumbled into, and the hells that have found us, God is in the ruins building a kingdom.
And so, I don’t know how to explain it. I don’t know how to package it so that it comes across as the breathtakingly beautiful thing that it is. I don’t know how it can find you tonight and somehow make things alright.
All that I know is that in the midst of all this pain, fear, anger, hurt, and loneliness,
God walks and breathes and fights and loves and scrapes and builds and cries and laughs and….
Well, you get the point.