Dare to Hope
One of my favorite passages is in Lamentations 3. We talk a lot about how God's mercies are new every morning. Now, God doesn't have a morning, so He must push that refresh button just for our mornings! As I was looking at this passage last week, I backed up a bit and camped in a verse or two before that one. The NLT says, The thought of my suffering and moelessness is bitter beyond words. (V.19) Have you ever been in that spot? Those times when the living grief, or loss, has eaten up both your emotions and your words? I call those times, sit, drink coffee, stare at the wall times. But the writer didn't stop there. He goes on to say, I will never forget this awful time, as I grieve over my loss. Boy, can I relate to that. There are days when my memories are nice and friendly, other days they rip at my heart and I struggle with my emotions. It's a little bit comforting to know that God used this writer and he felt these same types of emotions without judgment or conde...