When the foundations are being destroyed, what can the righteous do?” Psa. 11:3
The once peaceful mountains of Virginia have received a baptism in blood, and the valley echoes with the sound of mourning. What seems too fantastic to be a movie, a scene that would draw scorn in a novel—is real. Again and again my mind ponders and cannot reconcile the reality of such evil and the suddenness with which it strikes. I closed my eyes and went to sleep hoping for better things. The prayers I cannot pray came out as “groans that words cannot express” (Rom. 8:26).
I lay my requests before You and wait in expectation. Psa. 5:3
Because He is a good God who sees, hears, and cares for His people I will wait on Him. I wait expectantly because surely, surely a righteous judge will punish such evil. Even as the foundations are being destroyed, the righteous are not powerless and—neither is our God. He is not just in His heaven. He is here with us, suffering with us, mourning with us.
Give ear to my words, O LORD, consider my sighing. Psa. 5:1
Though at times it may seem as though the foundations of this world are being destroyed, that there is only chaos and decay, only tragedy and horror—it is not so. Easter reminds us of Christ resurrection and of the final resurrection to come. While we dare not call evil good—and death is an evil—we are not without hope.
I have been saved from the despair of a senseless world in which suffering has no meaning and am given an everlasting hope in a living Savior. I am weary of the horrors that fill this world, sick of the abuses and deceptions that mar its face, but still I have hope. It is the evening of the last day and I see the breaking dawn. Soon and very soon our God will put all things right.Then the wicked will not stand.
Then the righteous will receive their rewards.
Then we will understand and worship Him for all things worked together,
even these days of misery.
He who saves our souls can surely do all this.
He will raise our bodies and cause us to live again.Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints. Psa. 116:15
Copyright©2007 Hudson Russell Davis