Whatever the disaster, whatever the horror, whatever we face, may we hold to the truth that God so loves this lost and broken world that God gave an only son to live in it, love it, and save it.
Lord, hear our prayer, for the wounds that cannot be bound up, for the losses that cannot be fathomed, and for those who fear being forgotten.
My fellow believers, let us beware that we do not become complacent and neglect our roles as Christ’s followers.
It reminds us that God is not bound to offer grace to the disbelieving rebels, although He has done so time after time. It reminds us that God may also speak judgment to those who close their ears to His grace.
This reminds me less of complaints I’ve heard from others, and leads me to think more of a confession that I need to make. It is this poetry, nearly 500 years old, which rings in my ears in a new way.
Paul’s imprisonment has inspired other Christians to remain strong as they share the gospel story. Because of Paul’s captivity, the Christian community is strengthened: confident, daring, and without fear. How is this possible?