Life Without Romans 8:28
Because Romans 8:28 exists, those who love God and are loved by him can have confidence that he is working through all of life’s circumstances to bring good out of bad, light out of darkness, joy out of sorrow.
Because Romans 8:28 exists, those who love God and are loved by him can have confidence that he is working through all of life’s circumstances to bring good out of bad, light out of darkness, joy out of sorrow.
It’s now a familiar feeling. Deflated, sad, disappointed, upset, anxious, depressed even. These are the kinds of emotions people in Melbourne are experiencing, and plenty more as well. Up and down on the COVID rollercoaster we go as the government gives us a few little freedoms before locking us down when fresh outbreaks appear. This way of living doesn’t do much good for one’s health and wellbeing. The perpetual uncertainty of when the next lockdown might be is doing a number on our ‘nerves’, to use the old vernacular. The perpetual uncertainty of when the next lockdown might be is...
Melbourne has now been under a curfew for a week. What an amazing sentence to write. I’ve always figured that to be under curfew would mean I was living in a country under martial law or something similar; where there would be the threat of violence and war. Even living in the Middle East for a couple of years, in a country that had numerous political assassinations, bus bombings, a short-lived war with its neighbour, and military checkpoints throughout the area I lived, there was never a curfew. It’s a strange and sad sentence to write. And it’s a reality...
COVID-19 is a theological emergency, more urgent than our health and economic emergencies. What will we make of God through this heart-wrenching tragedy? Will we worship the true God who rules absolutely or some kind of emasculated, dubious sort of deity? What will unbelievers around us think of God and will we be able to interact with them on our shared theological angst? Will we worship the true God who rules absolutely or some kind of emasculated, dubious sort of deity? Of course, we are faced with perpetual theological emergencies that make us cry out, where is God? We’re appalled...
What strange times we live in. Everywhere I turn, fear and anxiety is bursting at the seams. Our haven which was once propped up with lofty idols of health and wealth have toppled overnight like dominoes. Who knew that even first-world armour was paper thin? I have pinched myself many times, hoping to wake to the norms of yesterday, only to find myself firmly planted in a world that’s gasping for breath, and desperate for hope. With borders closing and industries collapsing, many of us are left wondering whether things will ever be the same again? Who knew that even...