The birds outside my window sing fortissimo this morning, like they’ve been storing up their song for a while. Like they know last week was long and held cause to pause.
I know how they feel. I bet you do, too.
We don’t get everything right in this country, but this we do: When tragedy hits us square in the jaw, our strengths blast brighter than any weakness. The heartbeat of our nation is the people inside it, and when evil touches some of us, we all mourn with those who mourn.
We are helpers, not hinderers.
Some people will use their free will to push evil onto open city streets or closed-in hiding places. But in the end, evil doesn’t get the final say. Sometimes Hope pulls back a corner and sometimes Hope charges forward with floodlights. Either way, evil comes to a grinding halt and we rejoice with those who rejoice.
Hope brings a new song.
May you hear it strong this new week.
Sing God a brand-new song!
Earth and everyone in it, sing!
Sing to God—worship God!
~ Psalm 96: 1-2 The Message