It's hard to ignore the reality lately that we live in a fallen and broken world. It's been all around this week. Monday, my sweet little cousin, Tommie, would have turned 14 years old had she not left us in a tragic car accident 7 years ago.
Tuesday, we all got the terrible news of precious Hailey being taken.
And Wednesday, the heartbreak grew and the reality of Hailey's tragedy set in.
There was news from my home town of some high school kids in a bad car wreck.
And then news today about deep hurts within a family that is very near and dear to my heart. A family who we've lost contact with through the years but now I desperately just want to hug each of them and tell them how much they mean to me and how much I love them.
And I don't know what to do.
I don't know how to respond besides to sit here and cry out to God as the tears stream down my face.
All of this hurt is so big.
It's so real.
And I wish I could take it away.
But I can't.
But I know that the God who put the stars in their places and set this world into motion can.
And He wants to.
He wants to wrap his arms around us and let us cry on his shoulders, like any father does.
We have to bring it to him though and hand our hurt over to him.
Honestly, words aren't enough tonight. And maybe they never really are, but I'm at a loss here. I'm surrounded by brokenness that I am absolutely powerless to fix and I hate that.
So I'll sit here and I talk to the Father.
I'll sit here and let the tears streak my face because I really don't know what else to do.
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