This weekend, we were in a sticky situation. Other people's problems affecting us. Unsure of what we were to do- We talked about it. We sat and felt the awkwardness. We did other things, then we came back to talk some more.
We didn't give up until we were together in it.
Because thats what matters.
Other people have problems. We have problems. But we can't fix other people's lives.
We gotta be on the same team, the team that is cheering for health, wholeness, a return to God.
We are listening ears, shoulders to cry on, and meals delivered. But at some point there is a place we cannot go. A place where the pieces have to be put together by those who broke it.
And we trust that God's love is bigger than any mess anyone can make. We have faith that God's grace is stronger than the pain we have inflicted. And we believe that there is not place too dark for God's light to penetrate.
And we are together.