What Happens When “Never Again” Happens Again?
What happens when “never again” happens again?
The unimaginable, unbelievable, and unspeakable. Repeated.
What do we do when the pieces of a shattered day, and lives, are once more laid bare?
And speechless hearts, once again cry?
Numb lives, once again grope to feel anything?
Empty yellow buses.
And again, why?
And yet amidst the horror, something.
Itself terrible.
A man. Making what’s ours, his. All of it.
A life, a cross, a claim.
He was despised and rejected by men,
a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief…
Surely he has borne our griefs
and carried our sorrows…
But he was pierced for our transgressions;
he was crushed for our iniquities;
upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace,
and with his wounds we are healed. (Isaiah 53:3-5)
This morning, bring it all.
The fear, the rage, the shock, the agony.
Bring it.
Prayers that sound messy. And are.
Anger that feels right. And should.
Faith that seems wavering. And is.
Bring it. All.
No answer will make it all go away.
But One will help bear the burden.
The grief. The sorrow.
Carried.
Come to the cross.
Come to Jesus.
Again.
