Today We Groan

the world we walk and the air we breathe today is not what was intended. this was not the reality God envisioned for us when he created this place. we groan from the depths of our being for the day when all things will be restored, when all tears will be wiped away, all injustice and all oppression silenced.

today we groan

i consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us. 

for the creation waits in eager expectation for the children of God to be revealed.

for the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the freedom and glory of the children of God. 

we know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. 

not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption to sonship, the redemption of our bodies. 

for in this hope we were saved. but hope that is seen is no hope at all. who hopes for what they already have? 

but if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.

 

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When The Voice Of Culture Is Louder Than The Voice Of God

from time to time as youth workers we get the ridiculous opportunity to pace through some very sacred moments with students and families. usually it’s in the midst of deep pain and sorrow on levels that we can’t possibly understand.

i got that email this week. and it’s been messing with my heart. i hate seeing students in pain more than anything else. i hate cruelty to others. i hate bullying, and the insensitive hurtful words that do so much damage. i hate abuse and neglect. and somedays i wonder if it’ll ever end.

i’m a big fan of places like my broken palace, and remedy live.  i blogged about the former in a previous post. when i was checking out MBP’s tumbler today, i bumped into this video.  so poweful.

i wonder do we tell the girls in our student ministries enough that they’re beautiful, just the way they are?

do we tell our daughters that? do our wives know?

and not just in words… but in other creative ways?

because what i do know… and i know it well this week… the voice of culture is LOUD. and the voice in culture is not communicating truth on this one.  youth workers… speak up!

My Broken Palace

a few months ago i heard about the good people over at My Broken Palace and i’m quickly falling in love with all they have to offer hurting students. it’s more than a website… it’s a place where hurting teens can go 24/7 to know they’re not alone in their pain. if you work with students, this is a good place to point your teens in their time of need.

here’s a few videos to generate some interest.  head to the site itself for more!

i’d love to know in the comments what else is out there right now to help students navigate their pain and hurt?