**this has been wrecking me recently... an idea and topic that I can't seem to shake...**
Death is lurking.
Actually, its not even lurking.... It is very, very
present. I see it daily.
Eating away at the children I care for.
Consuming their bodies,
destroying their will, their livelihood.
War rages. People
steal the lives of others for things as inconsequential as money and fame.
The earth
groans. Shakes. Splits open. Millions of lives
stopped in their tracks, changed forever.
We face
death daily. And we say that "they were taken too early" or "he was too young." We call it a
tragedy, or a catastrophe, as though we are
surprised by Death's appearance and affect on our lives.
We are a
dying people. We were born, for our life to only end.
That's it. The most
basic truth. All that lives, dies.
And yet, we are given a
Life.
Not just a fleeting, bland, boring life.
A Life abundant.
A
Life full of
beauty. LOVE. smiles. passion.
excitement.
adventure. sadness. pain. joy.
None of which we
deserve. None of which I deserve.
In my
depravity, He still
persues me. He still desires to know me in an
intimate, personal way. He makes my
soul alive with victory. He
overwhelms me with His
faithfulness.
He is so
surprising. That though I never asked for it and I don't deserve it, He pours this
beauty out on us. Allows us to
encounter Him and his creation. Allows us to be changed...
He gave me a
story, and is
active in my story. My story is
valuable to Him. He moves and works in my story,
proving His Love for me.

He is
good and His Love
endures.
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