10 January 2009

We are not playing games

When I held Whitney in the dark comfort of our home this morning, it occurred to me that somewhere in the world...
  • A mom holds a starving little one breathing her last.  
  • A father weeps over the bloodied, lifeless body of a child.  
And God sees and attends to it all.  

Is my theology sufficient to the task of bringing eternal hope in Christ Jesus to this world (1 Peter 1:3, 2 Thes 2:16-17)?

Is my compassion remotely equal to the horrific loss happening while I sit on my leather couch with a hot cup of coffee and a brand new bible (Luke 10:33, Hebrews 10:34)?  

Why them?  Why me?  We are not playing games.

1 comment:

  1. Mitch...

    Wow.. it is great to "hear" you speak again. This is a great post. Thank you for taking the time to share your musings.

    Perspective is one of the greatest gifts of our Father. Thank you for returning this perspective to me and your readers.

    God bless you, friend.