This world is broken and hurting, crying out for an answer, a healing of the wounds of the heart and soul. Above all they are longing for a Saviour to rescue them. Our land is full of families that is falling apart, relationships struggles, kids with divorced parents, a mother grieving for an expired loved one, our own souls seeking rest and comfort from the struggles that we face every single day. We do not isolate ourselves from all that people faces in this life.
We are all struggling to live, struggling to love, struggling to do our best, hoping for better days and we hope and hope that someday our struggles and tears will end. But our cries never cease. Tragedies and loss seems to cloud a good God out of picture. Why am I here? What is my purpose, Lord? I love this life but why?Why sickness? Why premature deaths? Why do I have to go through this? Why this in my families? Why Lord? Why? We cry within. But the answer seems to fade.
Tagore in Gitanjali wrote: “I had let my mind remain engrossed in worldly affairs; in the name of pleasure what I sought was only sorrow; but what you offered in the name of sorrow was actually joy.” Could it be that what is negative be positive in the lives of human? What taste bitter may actually produce sweet flavour in the end! The thorn in the flesh could have been humbling but a blessing at the same. I believe there’s a God above who knows what we’re all going through. He is not far from us. He walks with us through flames and water. He is more present when we do not feel Him. When I realize I can do nothing, there I find my strength and zeal to move on. You’re strong when you’re weak. That the paradox of life. Live on, humans!
Vebu Khamo Kohima Bible College
