We hardly have to look to see all the brokenness.
It’s in our news.
It’s in our homes.
It’s across the world.
And across the street.
There is brokenness in Boston.
There is brokenness in Congo.
There is brokenness everywhere.
People.
Families.
Institutions.
Systems.
Governments.
Sometimes its cry is so loud that if we’re not careful, we can drown in it, forgetful that yes, this brokenness is real.
But so is the redemption.
Maybe not as loud or glaringly obvious.
But it’s there.
God breathes life into all that...
Published on April 16, 2013 22:00