Let Us Hope!
I am a pastor. And, therefore I hear much and see much in the lives of people. I am called to pray, to seek God’s blessing, to instruct, to confront and to help. But one thing that I am well acquainted with is the feeling of helplessness that comes upon me at times.
Note that word, helplessness. It is the awareness that I cannot really help. Like when a person is told that they are not going to live much longer and I am now sitting there with them. Or the parent who looks at me with a tear-stained face and tells me of their rebellious child. Or the marriage that has just dissolved into nothing and lives are left shattered.
Yet helplessness is not the same is hopelessness, for I serve the risen Lord who is Lord over chemotherapy, divorce lawyers, and rebellion. I look forward to that day when the great enemies of sin and death are put away for the last time (Rev. 20:14). But in the meantime I hold fast to the reality that where sin abounds, grace much more abounds.
It is with those thoughts that I found this blog entry to be worthy of our time and prayer. Kenya is a place that has held out much hope for people. It was one of the more stable nations in that troubled continent. Kim and I have dear friends who serve there.