How can His heart not be shattered to countless slivers of broken emotion?
How can He stand to see the unmitigated sorrow of just one person?
How can He bear to know the daily miseries of every. single. person on this earth?
I see a glimpse of one person's heartache,
and it saddens me for an hour.
A longer look
and I am changed for the day.
A serious examination
and I am no longer just thinking about if for
but for years afterward.
How does God do it?
Of all the amazing
things that God does,
this, perhaps, is the most staggering to me:
that he can stand the whole tsunamic force of human emotion and sin;
that he does not stop pouring himself out
even though he sees
the utter ruinous depths of our hearts;
that He does not simply
set the Earth spinning,
let it go,
and let it burn.
But he gives joy.
a never-ending flow of things we need.