24 May 2013
View from my heart
There were acts of terrorism, lives lost in Boston, explosions in Texas. One thing flowed into the next.
And I thought like Job, I will yet praise Him.
Ice blew in on the lake and devastated summer cottages and year round homes. The breath taking power of nature on display.
Nature roared again, in tornado winds that took lives and changed lives forever in Oklahoma. I wondered why I was growing numb.
In these parts there have been horrific highway encounters between cars and semis, more loss, more devastation. Yesterday, in town, the roads were blocked by fire trucks, ambulances and police cars, the scene shrouded with cloths and my heart cracked to let the tears flow.
The view from here is jagged, hard, dark and sharp. Life does not appear to be a safe place.
But still my heart sees colour, bright, pure, shining. Because He never changes, and His truth is more real than what I see. I will grab hold of that in the centre of these clouds.
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Philippians 4:8 NIV
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