It's kind of like the surreal scene of a simple guitar that plays a melody so simple and sweet drowning out any sound of the scene playing out before your eyes of violence, death, loss and hurt. The two are so bizarrely opposite and yet. What is it? There is something that shows up in those sick and dark moments... like a thread of hope or beauty perhaps a truth and that one tiny thing has more power than everything else that is playing out before us. It silences it. You are that.


You have that power.

You the Holy God of all that is... show up in our darkest moments.

Your presence helps the helpless hold on, the broken have hope.

You redeem.

It's an unfathomable act...