Friday morning began like any other day. Parents dropped their young children off at school. Teachers arrived for another
day of workbooks, activities, chubby pencils, and pink erasers. The seconds ticked on the clock as the school hummed with the busyness that only those in an elementary school can fully understand.
He showed up, full of anger…hell bent.
Lives lost. Futures changed. Hearts broken. Tears flowing.
A large, irreparable tear in the fabric of so many lives.
People don’t understand. They want answers to the why. Why did this happen? WHY?!!! They demand someone tell them how a young man could kill? How so many young children could be dead? How teachers are now gone? How did we get to this point?
The pain is raw and gaping. The pictures of those lost, breaks our hearts.
We are indeed, broken.
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Some would say, How can we be thankful on this day? How can we give thanks in the midst of grieving?
It is when we are thankful on the other 364 days a year, that we are more prepared for that one horrible day.
God is still good. He is still here. He has not forsaken us. He gives us things everyday to be thankful for. When we walk with Him on the good days, when we see His hand in the sunshine…it gives us the ability to trust Him in the darkness. When we don’t understand the why’s, when the pain seems unbearable, when our bodies are wracked with sobs…..
We can trust Him.
But, some will say, “Why wasn’t God there?”
To them I reply, “God was there.” He is Emmanuel-God with us.
We live in a broken world, where sin happens. Evil is real. Most days, we as a people, are able to “forget” this. Push it down. Not acknowledge it…but, it is there. Always there.
It is because of that sin…that brokenness…that Jesus came. We celebrate Christ’s birth during this season. He came into this world because we needed Him. We could not, would not, get out of this sinful mess on our own. The gap was too wide, the chasm too deep…between us and God. Sin has a horrible way of doing that. It divides. It hurts. It leaves us empty. Jesus knew this. He knew we needed Him to step into this world. To take our place. To be that bridge between us and God.
God was there on Friday.
Just like He was there, the day His own son died.
For us.
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Today I am thankful for:
* God who is here in the midst
* Jesus, who came as a baby…
* that Christ is the bridge
* for He is the One that redeems
* one day when sin will be no more
* knowing He is there, even in the darkness, when I can’t see Him
* children who make me smile
* anticipation leading up to Christmas day
* movie night with friends
* early morning emails
* rainy Mondays
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