The Journey Home
Since that moment in the hospital where my faith began to flicker and grow, I've learned to trust. I journeyed home--and one day, I'll be in my heavenly home. As each day passes, it is getting closer.
Since that moment in the hospital where my faith began to flicker and grow, I've learned to trust. I journeyed home--and one day, I'll be in my heavenly home. As each day passes, it is getting closer.
Are we afraid? Are we asking God to defend? I'm discouraged with the fear that seems to permeate our Christian culture, too
I have to be honest with you. The news doesn't seem to bring much hope. The images are disturbing. The Virus is still around. There is anger and destruction.
Just as the rolling Deschutes River flows along, bouncing over the rocks and trees in its way into the mighty Columbia, we can roll our needs, problems, grief to the self existent One
Perhaps you’ve been waiting for something to change in your life and it isn’t happening. He’s there. He loves you.
There will be other storms in this life because we live in an imperfect world. The storm of this pandemic will end.
We can take courage from these verses--those gems from the past.
Will life return to normal? I can't answer those doubts and nagging questions, but I can point you to One who knows about our situation. Remember the promise mentioned above. He promises to strengthen and help. He reminds us not to fear.
I'd like our world to be normal and it isn't. But one thing that is normal. We can trust the God who made us and eases our pain and discomfort.
We wait for the time when we can move about freely. Get closer to our families and not feel the heaviness of this loss. When we can return to our jobs, and churches, and friends. Until then, we wait. Together.