Dark Days. Real Hope

If there was ever a time to seek Jesus

It is now.

When misfortune becomes so arbitrary

And nowhere seems safe to hide

The claims of Jesus

Become a little more attractive-

If only they were true.

I mean, if Jesus is who He says He is,

Why would He allow so much suffering?

How can He standby and watch us die en masse?

Why is He so silent?

Yes, the days are dark.

But the Hope is real.

Hope in Jesus.

He, too, is well acquainted with grief

He, too, has tasted death,

He, too, cried out and was met with silence.

He did not promise us days devoid of disaster,

But that when disaster did come

He would be there with us,

Riding out the storm.

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