It is pouring down rain outside and it seems to be the perfect image for how I feel inside. I cannot go into details as to why, but there are two situations that are enough to rock you to your core that happened in a 24 hour period.
I have a student that I have known for over a year and there is a chance I will never get to see her again. (If you were at my presentation in Reno, I am referring to *Pray.) Things have happened, decisions were made and she is gone. I have not had a chance to talk or see her since being back. And the thought of never seeing her again rips me into thousands of micro-sized pieces. I love her. It is that simple, yet for some reason words cannot even begin to express the deep deep love that I have for her. She was a friend when I had none. She cares for me in ways that not many know how. We’ve walked though some hard times together. I’ve had the opportunity to share Christ with her and see her come alive in Him. I could go on and on about my beautiful *Pray.
Yesterday I wrote a blog entitled ‘Hope’. I found a note I wrote for a friend awhile back and reminding him that there is hope, even though it doesn’t make any sense right now. I think I ended up writing it for me too. Despite the fact that there is no understanding and a lot of sorrow, there is hope; especially when I do not think that there is. I am trusting and clinging to hope. I’m clinging to Christ as I know He is the only one who has the ability to sort out this mess. It is so wrong for so many reasons and I feel helpless but know that I am not. I have the ability to talk to and plead with the King of Kings and the one true God about my precious *Pray and the millions of others stuck in a vicious cycle of abuse.
I encourage you to read Judges 19. It rocked me to the core, and though I have read the bible a few times through before, I somehow missed that this was there. At the end of this story of a women being raped to death, the husband of the woman who was killed cries out:
“Think about it! What are we going to do? Who’s going to speak up?” (vs 30)