At church the other day, I got it.For about two seconds, God’s plan made total sense.
Usually I get lost behind the fact that life is difficult and I can’t see past the great injustices. The hurt on people’s faces. The pain people walk around laying heavy on their hearts. And how God could put his children through these atrocities.
But then, as the hurting, bruised, and unloved of this world flashed up on the screen. Their faces lit up the stage.
And I saw it.
I saw His pursuit.
I saw his desire to draw them to himself.
I saw past their tears and knew he was chasing them.
That He came for them.
And His plan didn’t seem crazy. It made perfect sense…
But only for two seconds.…
