Did you see that baby cowering in the corner, trying to hide from the screams and profanity swirling around her head?
Did you notice the young boy who got into a fight at school, making his friends a substitute for his anger, because he can’t hit his abuser?
Did you recognize the young teen shielding her face from the crowd, looking for the one who will make her feel loved and secure?
Where is God in all of this? Where is His mercy? Where is His grace?
Do you see that man marching off to war, preparing to slay a few demons of his own in the battle?
Do you notice the woman working three jobs, living a frazzled, exhausted life, simply trying to give her child something a little better?
Do you realize the old man wandering the halls, the same who doesn’t even know his children’s names who desperately long to love him and reach through his darkness?
Where is God in all of this? Where is His mercy? Where is His grace?
Some ask and plead. Some scream in demand. Some just sit and stare. Others simply walk away, veering this way and that, never making much sense of the journey.
“He’s always there and always faithful,” says the church walls. “Just look up and you will find all you need,” states the sign as the tender ones lie dying on the front steps. My mind wonders if we really make a difference. Do we really share and care?
Some lash out in anger. Some wallow and cry. Others become cold and stone-like, never realizing hope knocking at the door.
His love never wavers. His mercy never fails. Just because you cannot see the sun through the tornadic clouds doesn’t void its reality. Hurricanes never validate the lack of peaceful showers on the ‘morrow.
Some answers I will never find until the other side. Some questions will still remain after the crisis of one life has vanished. Yet, I have found this truth to remain: He is faithful. He is love. He is true.
He will be there when you need Him even in the quietness of your soul. He will never leave you in your deepest sorrow or shame. He will remain when all else fails, when everyone else has disappeared into the dark of night. He will remain. He will be a shield. He will be a refuge.
Just call on His name and find He is the Hope which remains.
“Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.” Psalm 119:105
My journey didn’t stop with mere time travel or writing; it led me to become one of the most sought-after empaths, a soulful psychic who reads the hidden depths of the human spirit. I’ve been blessed—or perhaps burdened—with an ability that allows me to feel the emotions of people from every corner of time.
I am a licensed psychologist based in Greece. My love for housekeeping has inspired me to create this blog about home management and family relationships. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing!
Dedicated to movie nerdom, nostalgia, and escape. In the late 90s, I worked at Blockbuster Video where they let me take home two free movies a day. I caught up on the classics and reviewed theatrical releases for Denver 'burbs newspapers and magazines. Today, while raising two young, beautiful daughters with my amazing wife, I look forward to anything rated R and not Bluey. Comments and dialogue encouraged!
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