Saturday, August 22, 2015

When Brokenness Invades

"Portland, Oregon-- Air Quality at unhealthy levels due to smoke from wildfires. More than 875,000 acres are burning across the Northwest"

"Shoreham Airshow: 7 people killed in fighter jet crash, officials say"

"Molly Shattuck: Former ravens cheerleader sentenced to 48 weeks in jail for child sex abuse"

"Huggies: Company responds to Claim that Glass Shards were found in Baby Wipes Products"

"10 killed, thousands flee Philippines Typhoon"

"...Ashley Madison..."

Friends, my heart is heavy with the news headlines, taken directly from yahoo and facebook.

The older I get and the longer I use the internet, the more I am reminded of the brokenness of this world.

Whether it is through unavoidable natural disasters, or through really crappy and poor choices that are made, the world is crying out for help.

I find myself feeling burdened for the many traumas happening across the nation and around the world, and for those happening in my sphere of friends and acquaintances.

I don't know how to help or what to do, and yet, I know I cannot sit idly by as the world suffers and cries in agony at the pain of broken trust, sickness, abuse, the loss of loved ones, the fact that these websites even exist...

And right now, all I can do is pray. Pray hard and pray fervently for the hearts, the families involved. Because heart break is so, so painful and because I can't fix these problems.

The end of the story is not hopeless, I know that. But today my heart feels heavy as I realize and process through the immense brokenness that is this world, that is humans.

And I am reminded once again of why John 3:16 is so, so crucial.



We need a Savior.

My hope is that when you come to the end of yourself, and you realize that you have nothing left, you turn to Him. That you realize He is the healer of the brokenness, in this life and most certainly in the next.

He's there. And He's the One that is not afraid of brokenness. 

He's in the business of restoration. And He does it so well.

Turn to Him. 

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, your rod and your staff, the comfort me. Psalm 23

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