I can barely make it through the newscast. No amount of hand writhing can soothe the ache that burns hot in my chest. I’m pleading for Jesus to come quickly, while striving not to ask “Why?!?”
Because I don’t want to be able to make sense of something so senseless.
There’s never a reason good enough for acting so atrocious…
My soul tries to calm as it reminds me of words I’d just heard sung:
He knows our need, our weakness is no stranger.
Friends, I ache for the mothers left gaping over something so cruel and unusual. I can’t find the words worthy enough to provide any type of ointment and yet I long to soothe them somehow. Touch their skin, hold them up and encourage them to breathe. Slow and steady.
It’s what we’re reminded to do while birthing our children into this world…
and it’s the reminder we need when they’re ripped away from us.
I know God feels the same way. He mourns for how we treat His own children…this wasn’t a part of His will. But by His grace, He’ll include it. For His plan will prevail.
What gets me riled up is we’ve had the answer to our weakness for over two thousand years. He’s told us what we need. We’ve been singing it for nearly 200 years. The same song with one lyrical line providing the solution:
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Oh friends, if we just took
His suggestion His commandment seriously. If only we could live out His Golden Rule like our lives depended on it.
It really is all about His love.
And if we included Him in our everydays and abided by the laws of His love, the gospel of peace would ring true.
I’ll never pretend to understand why we do some things we do. But I can follow His example. I can love till the bitter end. And if I only experience peace in my heart this side of heaven, it will be enough. For it was all I could govern.
Friends, I can control how I look at someone I don’t understand.
It’s not up to me to figure out their why…
I’m called to love. Just as He loves me.
Relentlessly. Despite my unworthiness.
None of us deserve Him.
None of us have earned freedom.
None of us have anything to offer He doesn’t already have.
But we can strive to love. To emulate His grace and mercy to even those we’d rather write off as hopeless.
Oh if we lived that way, I believe we’d know what peace looked like. I’m starting to see it in my own self…as I throw sense aside and put on my lens of love and truly see what He’s after.
I see their faces today on television and long to offer my shoulder. To combine our salty tears and leave them on the altar together. To extend His arms of love…
My palms open as I invite Him in. And I can’t help but do what the song suggests we do:
Fall on your knees.
Friends, we can’t do this alone. We need Him permeating our lives. We need our Good Shepherd.
Let’s worship Him this week. With everything we’ve got. Let’s love on those He loves. No matter what. And let’s mean the song we’re singing this Season, “O Holy Night” as we offer:
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
With all our hearts we praise His holy name!
How about you, friend? How can you abide by His law of love this week? I’d love to hear.
Thanks for sharing your time with me.
And please, pray for those affected by this horrific tragedy. May they cling to His steadfast arms and feel His loving embrace today…
NOTE: This wasn’t what I intended on sharing today, but is still a part of my Advent Series where I share lyrics from the traditional Christmas Hymns and what they mean to me. I know I’ve shared this song already, but my heart had to go further…thank you for grace! You can view others like this HERE.