It’s been a heavy few weeks around here. Medical issues for me. News of cancer returning for a little friend. The upcoming anniversary of losing a dear friend of mine. Prayers for miracles going unanswered (for now) for several.
Today I drove through Southerland Springs and felt like I had to take a minute to find the church where the horrific mass shooting occurred. Heavy, again, standing there, praying for the families.
But it was also inspiring to see that little white church that withstood such an act of hate still standing strong. It is still there, in the midst of the unimaginable sorrow.
Maybe, not unlike us. Still here in the midst of a broken world. Still standing and holding on to faith and believing that good will overcome evil because of Him.