God Can!

God Can!

I watched my Mama pull off some amazing things in the kitchen, creating superb meals out of seemingly nothing to feed a table full of ravenous teenagers. But I also saw her at her wit’s end by her broken husband and shattered by grief over her dead son. I have met more than one person who could fix just about anything but lived with the constant sorrow and worry for a son or daughter they could not help. I’ve observed many strong and successful men and women wilted and reduced by the pounding surf of time consumed by worry, regret, and fear at the doorstep of death. I have prayed for children, teenagers, and adults who were in the grip of foolishness, stubbornness, and destructiveness who seemed to go from one mess to another. I, like you, have too often witnessed the failure of politics, the decay of human decency, and the constant assault of evil from within and without. I know what it means to be frustrated and be disappointed with myself, encouraging people to change to be godly and holy, but finding that change is difficult for me as well.

But I am not walking into this New Year discouraged or disheartened, the reason being that more than ever I have confidence that “God can,” - “For nothing is impossible for God” (Luke 1:37). I have watched him strengthen my Mama and comfort her in her grief. I have seen him intervene where all human ability and wisdom had run out, lay hold of someone’s heart and mind, and change them completely. I have stood and watched peace and hope come over someone who received forgiveness through Jesus Christ. I have witnessed God move in history and defeat evil. And I have experienced God’s love that refuses to give up on me. There are many times when “can’t” describes us but it is also and always true that in those moments “God can!”

“God can!” I will remind you of this truth throughout 2016 and I hope you will make this the year you join with us to worship and serve God/Jesus Christ for whom indeed nothing is impossible.

To God be all glory, love you, Pastor Hans