Till We Are Home

 For in this tent we groan, longing to put on our heavenly dwelling. ~2 Corinthians 5.2

  • The Scream of Lamentations

    Last week I wrote about the blazing center of hope for those who are hurting in the book of Lamentations. We hear of Jeremiah’s incredibly difficult experience watching Jerusalem and its people suffer greatly, even hearing of his own personal afflictions. The heaviness we find in this book and the images of extreme suffering are hard to work through. Yet, the Lord offers so much help to those who endure their darkest of days with words that offer understanding and hope. 

    But, I don’t think Lamentations stops there.

    No, instead, I think the book of Lamentations offers much, much more. 

    The book of Lamentations screams not just an offer of help to those in extreme seasons of sorrow, but it screams of our need for a Savior. 

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  • Amid Seasons of Great Sorrow

    When darkness rolls on you, when it washes over you like a storm, when it hits you out of nowhere, where do you turn? How do you react to the trials and tribulations of this life? There are small storms that seem to wave over us like the breeze ruffling our collar. Then, there are the gusts that smack us against the wall and pin us there until who knows how long.

    In those seasons, in the storms that roll over us in hurricane force, what can we do?

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  • Good Things Weren’t Meant to Last

    “Good things never last. Time and death turn sweet seasons of life into painful memories of what’s been lost.”

    Matthew McCullough writes in Remembering Death of the transformative power that “death awareness” can have in our lives. For a people that often try to forget that death is a constant and a certainty, he reminds us that we should live our lives through the lens of death.

    For those who have experienced loss – whether a loved one, a career, financial security, marriage, friendships – we find ourselves experiencing painful memories of what once were sweet seasons of life. Those fourteen years with my youngest daughter were some of the sweetest years of my life ever. We were a young family of five. Izzy was a precious part of our lives and one full of spunk and sunshine. So many sweet seasons and memories flood my mind from those years.

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“I have learned to kiss the wave that slams me into the Rock of Ages,”

— Charles Spurgeon

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