The world is a broken bone, saturated with death and sadness too deep and terrible to name. Lord, we need you. “Prayers for all involved in tonight’s heartbreaking tragedy.” Not a night will pass where that won’t be applicable, where that won’t receive a bowed head and wet eye in response. Not a night will pass where there will be no voice crying out to their God begging for relief, for forgiveness, for something to hold on to. Not a night will pass where a child won’t wail for a mother who can’t help and a father who is no longer there. Not one night.
But there is hope. Morning is coming. The Son will rise as He said He would. Your heart, so shadowed and heavy with darkness, will at last feel the warmth that sends the demons howling to the depths.
“The night is nearly over; the day is almost here. So let us put aside the deeds of darkness and put on the armor of light.” – Romans 13:12
We are promised not one night upon this earth. In a millisecond, what you imagined to be just another night becomes your closing. Eternity awaits, and this simple message of salvation is the one that should be upon our lips every waking moment. It is the only one that matters. With so little time, we have everything and nothing to lose when it comes to sharing God’s love. Take heart, for morning is coming.
“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” – Romans 21:4
The Books Were Opened 