A young teenage girl sits in a hospital waiting room, softly crying. She just heard the news she was dreading--she is pregnant. Her mother and grandmother chide her, "You can't keep this baby; you know this, don't you? There is no way." She has a difficult choice to make. One little life, so precious to God, so unwanted in this life. Why did this happen? How can I bare this? She sits there pondering, grieving this life, wishing she could go back a few weeks and make a different choice.
A woman sits in a hospital waiting room, softy crying. She has just heard the news she was dreading--her husband isn't going to make it. He is being kept alive on life support, but has no brain activity. She has a difficult choice to make. One life, so precious to God, so mourned to be gone. Why did this happen? How can I bare this? She sits there pondering, grieving his life, wishing she could go back a few weeks and see him one more time.
Today, my life has intersected both of these scenarios. They are so similar, and yet so different. Both grieving, both full of sorrow and tragedy. Yet such contrast and irony. One wishes for just one more moment with a dear loved one; Another wishes for any possible way to undo this "mistake". How can a heart and mind hold both of these together, even in a single day?
"All things have been created through Him and for Him. He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together." (Colossians 1:16-17)
These words don't offer an answer. (Truly they raise more questions.) Yet still, they point to one who does. And for today, that is enough.
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