06/07/2020
Sorrowful Joy
As Christians, our ultimate hope is in the finished work of Christ and His redeeming power: This world, and everything in it will pass away; He is making, and will make all things new. All will be as it should...one day.
But times like these...
We realize that even with dead black bodies in our streets...
With leaders more concerned with economic prosperity than the equity of entire populations of people that they are meant to serve...
In the midst of Pandemic...
And Countless other atrocities across the world...
We cry for justice, for relief, for change and mostly for hope. We hope because we know there is something innate in all humanity that connects us all. There is an inherent understanding deep in us that cries out to remind us that we are not here by random chance, but each of us crafted specifically for the purpose of emulating our Creator. That those inalienable rights were not just endowed to certain oligarchs, somehow divinely charged with deciding the fate of generations succeeding them.
After centuries of the same cycle we still cry for hope. At this new historic tipping point in America, we cry out in hope. Hope that one day the promise of liberty and justice for all will ring true. That a global disease will not become a divisive, political platform but an opportunity to show care for humanity.
But as Christians we know, deep in our hearts, that there is only one solution and there is no hope in this world. Man cannot fix spiritual problems and no amount of protest or stimulus can ignite lasting change in the human heart. In God we trust is our mantra in its most truest sense, believers. So while we shine our light in the darkness and add salt to this artificially flavored world, we wait on a hope that endures; therein lies our joy. We sing for our King!