God has a strange way of showing up in the wounds and light always finds its way through the dark.
There are days when hope arrives in a gentle whisper, while despair screams from the rooftops; but these momentary feelings do not have to define who we become.
How many times have I lost out on a dream, an activity, a relationship, or an spiritual moment because of my destructive thinking? How many times have you done the same?
We are all going to experience pain in this life and that is a non-negotiable that comes with living in a fallen world. But we can choose hope, we can choose life, and we can find healing, even when nothing makes sense.
And yet, even in the midst of decay, we find God creating a masterpiece out of the remains.
You’re not alone and there’s hope.