A Healing Land

I hope that healing can happen in our wonderful country. We’ve been dinged up, maligned, abused, decimated. Our hurts are too many to count, or even acknowledge. We feel alone, disconnected, lost. The joy we once held is missing, and has been missing for a time. Where has our hope gone? Is life a joke? Is peace impossible, a fiction? No, peace is not fiction. Life is not a joke. Real healing is coming, like a soothing wave covers a barren shore. In this difficult time, let me look up. Let me find my Healer, my Lord, my Jesus – not in a contrived or artificial way, but sincerely, down in the chasms of my wounded heart. Jesus can heal even me. There must be hope.