A short prayer
You make all things new. I don’t understand how or why but you do. Sometimes it’s just hard to see that something so destructive could have such an impact. I keep hearing reports that people are killing each other and people are fighting over who gets what. It scares me.
But I know there’s a good side that the news doesn’t tell me. Strangers opening up doors for other strangers. Neighbors meeting for the first time and sharing their lives together.
God, you tell me that you’ll make all things new. Help me see that here, in this place. In the mist of all the chaos and doubt, show your glory.
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