Today I give praise to the God who brings forth beauty from ashes, life out of death, deliverance out of disaster. Even when something is ruined - utterly ruined without hope of restoration - it is never outside the power of divine love to make it new. God, who cannot lie, promises to reveal His love in our hearts if we show but a mustard seed's size of trust, if we can simply humble ourselves by baring our need and powerlessness before Him, if we will but fix our gaze on the unseen.
This divine love drives out fear and regenerates our spirit. It quenches the thirst that creatures cannot ever satisfy. It relieves the pressure and anxieties of a mind troubled by adversity. It comforts the soul with the comfort of Christ Jesus, the consolation of the easy yoke, the light burden, the shalom of the Lord.
I exult in Christ who raises the dead, who will never refuse a sinner, who is master over all the angelic and material order. In this Christ I place all my hopes for the forgiveness of my sins, the healing of broken heartedness, and the miraculous restoration of that which is ruined.
O Lord be glorified in my desolation. Rise up and show thy might amidst the rubble of my failures. Prove my enemies wrong, and conquer all my fears with thy limitless lovingkindness, thine unfathomable mercies.
To Thee and to thy holy cross be glory and honor and power forever.
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