1. Burdened

It's easy to be isn't it? It's easy to get down about tragedy. Obviously the horror in Japan, and recently in Alabama. I just had a deep conversation with a guy I used to know who got his girlfriend pregnant and she chose to abort. A few days ago my mom had surgery and was given pain killers to help and when the pills were gone she was in more pain from the drug withdraw. One of my very best friends had to go through chemo to remove a molar pregnancy that could have threatened her life. The list goes on.

This morning in church I got on a rabbit trail thinking after my pastor mentioned God does not always cause things, but allows them. And as hard as it is for me to grasp that, I must trust Him; it grows my faith. We know He allowed His Son to die. We know He allows every tragedy to happen. We also know that He stops tragedy from happening. But I can't help but feel the weight of them. And then I remember I am made in His image. The pain we feel is just a shadow, a degree of what God must feel.

So we go on trusting that God will work the tragedy in Japan for good. We go on trusting those in Alabama find healing on every level. We pray that God can open the eyes of the world we live in that when we abort an "inconvenience" we end life. We thank God that someday there will be no more weeping and no more pain, emotional and physical. We thank God that He allows pain to give us strength.  And sometimes new life springs from that season of suffering. We praise Him that He completes every good work. We praise Him that He teaches us to persevere, so that we are complete, lacking nothing.

This month I am writing one post every day. Today I chose to be me, to be real and share what was on my heart. I am sure there will be good days, and some bad but today my heart is heavy but also glad that I am never alone. And that in the end God has everything in His hands. He counts our tears and knows our names. He is the one who deserves our focus and puts everything in perspective. Thank you, Abba.