Hollow (11/17)

The sense of feeling bruised and broken sometimes is too much for one mind and one heart to endure. Sometimes it's hard for me to see that we do have a loving God that has it all in his hands. I search and search for what is good and expect to find these cataclysmic findings or for my problems, the bad stuff to just disappear. And then I realize that our existence, our lives, our world is a hollow place. A hollow, dark, empty space. This place where there is no light and no happiness. That is if it is an existence, a life, a world without God. God comes in and makes the hollow places whole, the pointless existence into a beautifully written song that we play out our whole lives, a life that is worth more to Him than we could ever imagine, and a world that He is desperately trying to take back. He tries to take it back not for power, but because he is a king that is hopelessly in love, a father who wants to be near his children. So in those times when we can see nothing but the cloud of depression and darkness, we have only to fall to our face and find the feet or our father who can bring us out of the darkness into his light. And then we will see him in the simple things….the flower with dew on its petals, the snowflake delicately resting on our sleeve and you see that the God you serve is beautiful, complex and cares more than our simple human hearts could ever handle.