There are few moments of peace, too few moments of grace for any of us these days. Each day, we rise to more devastation, more reasons to despair, more reasons to cry out: Come Quickly, Lord Jesus.
That’s the problem with knowledge, isn’t it?
Once you are no longer the center of the universe, once you become aware of the sufferings of others, it becomes near about impossible to forget about the sufferings of others. And that awareness? It is like a relentless toddler demanding that we fix whatever is broken, right here, right now, hurry, C’mon.