I have to write this. There is a trial underway right now for a crime that is beyond my comprehension. The nature of the crime is such that I will not discuss it here; it's too awful. My stomach has been in knots, I've cried, and I've been on my knees.
There are many political issues that divide our nation. One group says this is the right way. Another group says that is the right way. Yet another group says there is a better, and right, way. It is hard to know which way is right, sometimes. Often, each different way produces problems of its own; which problems, then, become the ones the nation is willing or able to deal with? Or live with?
Policy is made that makes going back to the way it was nearly impossible. What are moral issues for some are not for others, but rather rights issues. When completely different worldviews inform individuals' and groups' perspectives, conflicts will arise.
But there are some things that happen that are not ambiguous. In spite of polar opposite worldviews, surely humanity can issue a resounding and collective,"NO! WE WILL NOT LET THAT HAPPEN!" But in light of the laws, how can they make a way? I honestly don't know the answer. I feel so much sorrow.
One day there will be a way. Until then, I will try to use my voice to show others in whom my own hope rests. I will pray that the sovereign God of the universe's will be done. I know I have a long way to go for that to happen in my own life and home, and I don't want to sound self-righteous at all. But some things that are going on in the name of freedom? That is not God's will. I believe he will not be mocked. One day, he will make his way known. I truly believe this way is the way to peace.
The desert and the parched land will be glad;
the wilderness will rejoice and blossom.
Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom;
it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.
The glory of Lebanon will be given to it,
the splendor of Carmel and Sharon;
they will see the glory of the Lord,
the splendor of our God.
Strengthen the feeble hands,
steady the knees that give way;
say to those with fearful hearts,
“Be strong, do not fear;
your God will come,
he will come with vengeance;
with divine retribution
he will come to save you.”
Then will the eyes of the blind be opened
and the ears of the deaf unstopped.
Then will the lame leap like a deer,
and the mute tongue shout for joy.
Water will gush forth in the wilderness
and streams in the desert.
The burning sand will become a pool,
the thirsty ground bubbling springs.
In the haunts where jackals once lay,
grass and reeds and papyrus will grow.
And a highway will be there;
it will be called the Way of Holiness;
it will be for those who walk on that Way.
The unclean will not journey on it;
wicked fools will not go about on it.
No lion will be there,
nor any ravenous beast;
they will not be found there.
But only the redeemed will walk there,
and those the Lord has rescued will return.
They will enter Zion with singing;
everlasting joy will crown their heads.
Gladness and joy will overtake them,
and sorrow and sighing will flee away.