When my alarm went off this morning, I laid in bed not sure if I was going to get out and start my day. Those of you who know me and are reading this thinking “sounds like any other day for him” and you do have a point. But there was a deeper reason today.
By now I doubt there’s anyone that hasn’t heard about the seemingly unending list of tragedies rocking our nation. It feels like not a day has gone by in ages now when there hasn’t been some new tragedy.
Tragedy after tragedy are racing through, with little to no time to grieve or recover from the last one. Innocent life after innocent life impacted and changed forever by the choices of another, or sometimes what feels like pure random chance.
And this morning this was all just getting to be too much for me, I couldn’t bring myself to want to face this evil hurtful place again. But classes and responsibilities beckoned so I crawled out of bed and went about my day.
I can’t claim to have been in a good mood in the slightest, because on the inside I’ve been wrestling with why any of this is happening. I know God works good from all things, I know there is a plan to work from this. But, being honest, I’m not very good at looking forward like that and right now it a feels pretty useless to hope for anything good right now because all I’m seeing is the bad.
Now can y’all see the problem with this? Those are my feelings, however here is what I found in scripture today. 2 Corinthians 4:7-12 But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that themay also be revealed in our body. For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that his life may also be revealed in our mortal body. So then, death is at work in us, but life is at work in you.
… welp that’s about 100% the opposite of how I’ve been acting. I’ve fully fallen into the trap of letting the burdens of this world get my soul down.
In chapel today we sang, “Let the streets resound with singing, songs that bring your hope, songs that bring your joy.” I don’t believe there is a better phrase for Christ followers to be focused on right now.
As I see it the streets are currently resounding with the echoes of explosion and death. This sound rings loud and powerful, but the song of Christ should ring louder even in the midst of these tragedies.
It’s my challenge and my hope for you my brothers and sisters in the faith, go out today with your hearts and souls filled with God; be a beacon of his light, do not give power to the pain of this world but show Christ as the conqueror over death and evil that He is in every step you take. Bring the only true song of joy and hope to the world in these dark times.