Have you ever discovered a stranger's blog that moved you in some way? That's what happened over the weekend when I stumbled upon a blog entitled: "WONDERGIRL AND THE SIFT." (I don't know what that means.) As fate would have it, WONDERGIRL may have abandoned her blog, as her last post is from August, but the following two posts, from earlier in the year, were so powerful that they brought tears to my eyes.
In these posts, she writes about her brother, and the choices he has made, choices that have taken him from the people who love him the most.
Her words reminded me again that no man is an island, that every choice we make has an effect on someone else, that all across this big world of ours are hurting people, grasping for a single ounce of hope, for a glimmer of light at the end of their dark tunnels.
But even in the midst of heartache and grief, brought on by her brother's choices, WONDERGIRL had this to say:
We weren’t okay, but we weren’t alone. Not for a moment of this hard and terrible thing. We were never alone. This didn’t kill us. The sorrow of our earthly troubles didn’t overcome Him. He didn’t take the pain away, but it did not extinguish His goodness and mercy and His work within us. What have we to fear, when He holds us so firmly in His Hand? He is truly master over all.
Until next time, dear friends, may your burdens be lighter, just knowing you're not alone, just knowing that God is still the "master over all." And may you never doubt the power of the written word, whether you have an audience of one, or one million.