We feel the broken places of our lives and our friends' lives and our world...and I long for healing, for end to the injustices, the cancer, the diseases, the unemployment and poverty. OH COME OH COME EMMANUEL.
AND RANSOM CAPTIVE ISRAEL....
I know all too well that I alone can't make much difference, and can't bear the pain...It breaks me. But WE can create a strong braided cord if we work together with God. Even in our brokenness there are glimpses of joy, glimpses of healing of hearts though bodies still suffer, glimpses of progress--not perfection--growth, change, Love.