"Love—the true kind of love, the kind of love that overflows inside of us because of who God is and who we are and who He has born us anew to be—ought to pervade every piece of our life."
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Despair.
Imagine being one of Jesus's disciples.
Yesterday seeing the one you loved most on the earth die such a painful death.
The most perfect person, die the death reserved for the most despised people.
The one you believe would be your Deliverer.
Imagine the confusion. disorientation. aching. misery.
I would be in utter despair.
I don't think anyone talked. I think they just walked around with a blank look of shock and despair on their faces.
But I almost think the more despair you are in, the more hopeful news affects you...
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Psalm 69:1-3
Save me, O God!
For the waters have come up to my neck.
2 I sink in deep mire,
where there is no foothold;
I have come into deep waters,
and the flood sweeps over me.
3 I am weary with my crying out;
my throat is parched.
My eyes grow dim
with waiting for my God.
Psalm 69:20
Reproaches have broken my heart, so that I am in despair. I looked for pity, but there was none, and for comforters, but I found none.
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