Someday Sunday

This life’s not getting worse

but it’s certainly no better

It is what it is,. Small moments of happiness and blessing in a world infected by sin

Broken

Marveled by the rate of decay some of us try to outrun it

While others pretend it’s not there

We distract ourselves with tasks and stuff

All of which rust before our very eyes

while we ourselves fall apart

I don’t trust the plan but I trust the one who made the plan

and that is enough for me, it HAS to be enough for if he is wrong and he didn’t raise from the dead than we are worse than bastards, It’s not that we don’t know who our father is we don’t have one

So we strive and toil in a home not our own looking for small moments of happiness and blessing in a world infected by sin

Last night we sat in a room and prayer for someone that most of us didn’t know because worst case scenarios sometimes do happen.

We huddled together and wept and spoke words to a God we know is there and whom we trust with our lives because he has told us that he has a plan

but I don’t trust the plan, but I trust the one who made the plan

The plan includes moments of agony and suffering. The plan has no provision for worst case scenarios, The plan promises that in this wold we WILL have trouble, so we strive and toil in a home not our own looking for small moments of happiness and blessing in a world infected with sin.

The one who made the plan has already defeated every worst case scenario imagined. I don’t need to trust the plan because I have a father who has gone before me and understands suffering better than I ever could. I have a father who has grieved more than I ever will, I have a father who will provide more than I will ever need.

This world is no worse or better

But He has overcome the world and someday, Sunday, I too will overcome

 

 

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