When he opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain for the word of God and for the witness they had borne. They cried out with a loud voice, “O Sovereign Lord, holy and true, how long before you will judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?” Then they were each given a white robe and told to rest a little longer, until the number of their fellow servants and their brothers should be complete, who were to be killed as they themselves had been. (Rev 6:9-11)
On this side of death, there are seasons wherein we struggle to maintain confidence in an all-present, all-powerful, all-knowing God who reigns supreme with perfect power and complete authority.
On this side of death, there are stormy days and nights that threaten to overwhelm our feeble grasps on the anchor of a God who is beyond reproach in his holiness and love.
On this side of death, there are heartbreaking moments that shake the very foundations of our faith in a God who is true and worthy of trust.
On this side of death, believers have no choice but to walk by faith (2 Cor 5:7).
But on the other side of death, how different is the story!
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Our culture and its dialogue are absolutely immersed in two enormous lies.
The home was God’s idea, but life at home isn’t always perfect. Or easy. Or pleasant. Or like we expected it to be.
