This past week has been full of hard news. News of death, news of loss, news of unexpected sickness. It’s difficult to trust in the goodness of God when you see the world falling out from under those around you.
In each case, though the news doesn’t directly affect my life or my family, I feel the ripple of it. I ache with the pain of the mother who lost her son, the wife who fears for the health of her husband. My heart breaks for them as I imagine what it must feel like, how hard it must be to live first hand.
And as I pray for them through tears of compassion, I cling to the hope that this earth is not our home. That an earthly death is not our enemy because everything that makes us who we are as believers, is eternal. I cling to the hope of heaven.