What an amazing day of worship. I’m thankful for a body of believers and relationships that stand the test of time. This weekend was a long, hard weekend of grieving for my former church. I’m glad I was able to be there during this time.
It was good to see friends I hadn’t seen in a long time even though it was under difficult circumstances. I’m thankful for the way the Gospel was shared multiple times throughout the weekend. The raw emotions that were shared kept it real. Life is hard, and it may not get easier on this side of heaven. We need words of truth. We need hope.
It’s hard to figure out how to keep walking through life when something like this happens. We need others to walk alongside us. We need the body of Christ to remind us of truth.
I don’t have answers for the “why” questions, but I do know that God is faithful and that He promises to be with us as we continue to live in this broken world. I’m thankful that He hears me when I cry and that He walks beside me. I’m thankful that this world is not the end. I’m thankful for the hope that we have of a future with Him.
Where do you run for comfort? Where do you run when it seems like there are no answers? Do you run to our Savior or do you try to survive on your own?