Confusion wars with joy: fact fights with disbelief. But I believe. I was an enemy—once indifferent and congenitally blind to my crime and its consequences—awash with the weight of distance, judged, sentenced. And yet, just as I am, I am loved. You paid my ransom—the blood price—in full.
Now under the law of the Righteous I am free.
And I don’t know why.
You say you love me.
And I don’t know how.
But still, I believe you and trust.
7 The Lord reigns forever;Psalm 9:7-10
he has established his throne for judgment.
8 He rules the world in righteousness
and judges the peoples with equity.
9 The Lord is a refuge for the oppressed,
a stronghold in times of trouble.
10 Those who know your name trust in you,
for you, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek you.
Understanding is not a requirement for celebration; truth and reality are proof enough. From the foundations of fact, trust is born, and hope breathes life into faith. Faith not in what I hope for, but in whom I know to be Truth.
We are all:
- Here today and gone tomorrow
- Fleeting, mortal and insubstantial
- Seeking the Unseen, knowing there is more
- Thirsty for life, hungry for connection
- Offered protection, asylum and agency
- Confused by His choices
- Comforted by his actions
- Confirmed in His Truth
- Content in His presence