“This sickness is . . . for the glory of God, that the Son of God may
be glorified by it.”
John 11:4
Lazarus was dead.
“If you’d been here,” Martha wept,
“You could have saved him.”
Live long enough
and life’s shadows
fall over us
full of loss
and sickness
and sadness
and heartache
and pain.
And I ask Him,
can He be glorified
by my shadows so dark
and desolate
and black
and oppressive?
If not, then Lord,
deliver me!
If yes, then Lord,
help me let you
be glorified
in them.
Amen
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