Isn’t it amazing how weather can be so local? Beautiful here, storms in the mid-west. Tornado devastation in one town, just a few branches down in the one next door. Seems that we can’t take all the pain or all the joy, so God spreads it around, although never evenly. I don’t believe we can make sense of all of this, but I do know that in the Christian tradition I am led to stay faithful in the midst of ambiguity. More than I can ask or imagine is going on. God’s grace abounds. If I pray, I see it everywhere and all the time.
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