I know a man who has been in a long-suffering trial for over a decade. Although not a perfect man, he is a man who has loved and served our Lord since he was born. He openly demonstrates love for his family with tenderness and compassion, and fiercely tries to protect them from harm. He reaches out selflessly to the poor and needy, he works hard, and is rising successfully at his work in high esteem with those who work beside him. And yet, he is in a bone-wearying, heart-gripping, ugly trial that seems to go from bad to worse. He is now crying out to our God, as David did in the Bible, “Where is your justice Lord? Please make your justice reign in this lifetime! ‘Tear out, O Lord, the fangs of the Lions’! “
As the buds and blossoms begin to swell on the bushes and
trees around us, as the creamy pink-tinged blossom of the hellebores begin to
show themselves once more, God shows his majesty and ability to triumph through
the cold, and create loveliness through-out the hard long winters of our lives.
He is there. He is constant. And yet, and yet... sadly, winters can continue to be brutally
on-going for some, even while beauty blooms along the way.
For those of you who find themselves in a trial that takes
you to your knees and keeps you there until you feel you cannot stand up again, we serve a God who has been there. He has taken the willful,
ugly sins of others onto himself, and as my friend Lois says, “Is offering a
nail-pierced hand to you", to lift you up. There will be joy and new beginnings, there will be a lightness in your day once more, and yes, there is justice, even in this fallen world.