This morning at church a friend of mine shared her story. I knew much of it but learned a few new details today.
It is a story of redemption. It is a story of years of darkness and lostness and aloneness. It is a story of life not making sense in the day to day.
Her world was completely broken. She was standing at the edge of a cliff with the grounding disappearing beneath her feet.
But how encouraging to know the truth. The truth that in the middle of her pain, God was there. He was in pain with her. As parents we know that when a child of ours is suffering and in anguish, how great is our anguish, as well. I fully believe that the Lord grieves with us.
I admit that I do not understand why God does not/will not intervene in circumstances. This is one of the (many) great mysteries of life. But I do know that He is a God of redemption. He is a God who will make all things right, in time.
For my friend, He made all things right. He made it so right that this story could have only been written by Him. Her story made a complete circle that no one, not one person would have believed 40 years ago. It is still hard to believe except that we have the proof.
And for those of you who know the photo, oh yes I did.