A person describes moving from hopelessness and chaos to finding order through faith in Jesus. They say the daily practice of running to Christ, through praise and lament alike, lightens their burden and reshapes how they see suffering.
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of navigating life without hope, without peace, without joy, without any sense of direction or security to cling on to— chaos, really— to then encountering the living God and realizing under him everything comes under order. Maybe not like immediately, maybe not in the way that we expect, because we still live in a broken world, right? And we ourselves are dying to the flesh every day and being sanctified. But the more that I ran to Jesus, both with my praise and my lament, both with the good things and with the hard things, both with the things that ended quickly and the perpetual cycles of pain, as I continued to run to him and invite him in, the load got lighter and my perspective began to change as to, as to who God was and what he could actually do in the middle of these places. I think that's the biggest thing that, that I have learned in my suffering is the eternal perspective and the redemptive perspective of what God can do in the middle of that.