Beauty From the Ashes

[The following is a preview from the book I’ve begun writing]:


I believe in Christ like I believe in the sun. Not because I see it, but by it I see everything else. – C.S. Lewis

“Somewhere between Once Upon a Time and Happily Ever After, the bridge collapsed. I was subject to the laws of gravity that launched me over the edge of the abyss, into the raging waters of doubt. I don’t know exactly how or when the breakdown commenced, but the slow erosion of my otherwise concrete foundation has crumbled into a million pieces. And I am swimming against the current of despair, like a suffocating man gasping for air.

The flannel-graph presentation of Christian Hope has betrayed me. The songs of Some Glad Morning have faded into the silence of a slammed door by the God of all comfort. My knuckles are bleeding from the incessant pounding on the heavenly gates, waiting with skinned knees for an answer: where is God when I need Him the most?

This question has been twittered and re-tweeted for thousands of years. An ancient ache of dis-ease has echoed through the annals of history, begging for the Balm of Gilead to bring the healing. Human suffering is not a new paradigm to the Millennium Generation. We have been born into a (beautiful but) screwed up world, and Our Creator seems to have abandoned His patent.”

5 thoughts on “Beauty From the Ashes

  1. I sure hope that I get a copy of this book when you are done. I know that I will identify with it's suffering and benefit from it's hope.

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