Sunday

A Signpost of Hope

I woke up in the middle of the night and a thought about the frailty of life - and all that is going on in the world assailed my mind. This poignant phrase came to me as tears welled up in my eyes: 'There is enough sorrow and sadness in this world for me to drown in it. (Long pause.) But...  I guess in a strange way, it's this sadness itself that is the thing that draws me to cling on tighter to God.'

I believe there is a kind of sadness that has power to transform the soul by purging it of selfishness and oblivion. It is not a melancholy that wallows in self-pity and destructive misery. It is not a hole that one cannot ever climb out of. Rather, it is akin to a kind of stepping stone, or a signpost, pointing to the narrow way of Truth - and finally to Hope.

~ J a n i e ll e

No comments:

Post a Comment