The image of a wineskin in the smoke is haunting to me... there's a sense we so often get, when we're overwhelmed by it all, uncertain and afraid, seeing enemies around us. In that valley of the shadow of death, when the next step seems perilous, God's steadfast love is something to cling to. When will God judge those who persecute? I don't know the answer to that, but the confidence in God to sort things out in the end allows me to press on, to believe in the reality of dawn even in the dark of night.
In God's steadfast love, we find life.
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