I Believe, Lord, Help My Unbelief
Over the past eleven days I have found myself in places of mourning, anger, deep concern, forgiveness and back to mourning again. Why you ask? Reflecting on that question (also asked by myself), the answer is not simple. As I write this, I am replaying the Charlie Kirk Memorial Service and finding myself in another posture: WORSHIP. Allow me to express my heart - maybe this message will one day reach someone struggling with how to process the unthinkable and I do hope my Father in Heaven will take over this post to speak through me or at least allow Holy Spirit to guide my thoughts today. September 10th found me at work, processing through what I expected to be another normal day - but it was anything but normal. There was a buzzing in the office that I was hearing and, typically, I do extend courtesy to co-workers by not intentionally listening to conversations that do not involve me when I heard the mention of a name: Charlie Kirk. He'd been shot. My immediate reaction was to thi...