We looked at each other, and we just knew. She told me about her child’s cancer diagnosis, and I told her about my weakening legs.
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Strange Comfort in Dark Times (Mudroom)
Sometimes we look at the world, and all we see is darkness, and we’re not quite sure of our footing anymore… After the lament, where do we go? How do we continue to walk when all we see is darkness ahead? And where – WHERE – is God in all this darkness? Where’s the comfort?
A Grief Unresolved – James Prescott
God doesn’t solve every problem. The sick person doesn’t always get healed. The dead person doesn’t always rise from the grave.
There had to be more to God than I’d experienced. There was something bigger, deeper, more mysterious going on which I didn’t understand.
