Roof repairs were completed weeks ago, yet the scaffolding
remained up round a converted church in Glasgow. This Red Alert Storm Eowyn
whipping winds of 100 mph has taken the scaffolding down in a crash;
fortunately, nobody was injured. A weather vane is down; tiles are flying. A
window has been smashed.
It is easy to start a repair project. Something around or
inside our homes; something deep within our soul. Something precious in our
spirits which we have taken to God, and then, after initial confessions,
healings, mercies, we’ve kind of neglected. Kind of forgotten about. The Lord
never leaves us half-forgiven, half-healed. May I press in to know the fullness
of his life and love in every aspect of my life.
I am reminded how important it is to see something through
to the end. Otherwise, when the storms blow, our careful efforts may not only
collapse, but may cause new damage.
I am thinking today of the horror knife attack last summer
in which three beautiful wee girls were killed, and many others were injured in
body, mind and spirit. The perpetrator was sentenced yesterday.
I am thinking of the survivors, and all those trying to help
them deal with the dreadful consequences. May those involved in helping in this
and other such brutal events be there for the long run. May there be no quick
fixes which leave behind flimsy scaffoldings of coping mechanisms for survivors
to cling on to, scaffoldings which may fly apart when the storms of life blow,
perhaps creating new victims.
Lord, you are the rock on which we build our lives. We are
weak and helpless without you. Have mercy on us all. Bring your healing power
and abiding love.
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