Hope for a Fallen World

Every day is a struggle. But I find that there is beauty in that struggle. I'm learning that I love this life, even with all the pain and trials and depression and poverty and politics and drama and persecutions. Under all this rubbish, all these ashes, there is beauty; there is truth and hope and strength and justice and love. The beauty is found in the simple things--the times of laughter and reflection, the people we take for granted. The hope is found in the asurance of an eternity (which is so completely unfathomable to my human mind) joining in the pleasure of the glory of God (I strongly recommend you read The Pleasures of God by John Piper. Have you noticed how shallow most Christians are in their spiritual journeys and how little they truly understand the mighty God we serve?). Even on this fallen earth, there is joy, though perfection is yet to come; there is hope through his redeeming Son. Glory to God for the wonderful world he created.
"The Lord your God is in your midst,
A victorious warrior.
He will exult over you with joy,
He will quiet you with his love..." Zephaniah 3:17a