There Are Just No Words

There are just no words

There are just no words.

I’ve written so many of them this weekend as my human and fallen mind has done its best to attempt to process such an unspeakable horror and tragedy. Yet through all the brokenness and the heartbreak and the tears shed, the words all come up short, hollow, empty.

This reality, this evil … it’s too overwhelming for words.

All that’s left is sitting with the suffering, sharing in the sorrow. Not in their physical midst, but with a prayerful heart that aches alongside.

There’s just nothing else to do.

Even precious promises on the pages of Scripture don’t seem to be enough.

“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” John 1:5

Oh, I have certainly turned towards them often over these past few days for reminders of absolute truth, for reminders of the Everlasting Father’s faithfulness, for reminders that this world is not the end, but still, all that’s left is sitting at the feet of Jesus, in His presence, knowing He hurts with us, knowing He hurt first.

“Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows…” Isaiah 53:4

And at His feet, there is mostly silent prayer, trusting that the Holy Spirit knows the words, because even these words brought before Him – a cry for His mercy, a plea for His peace and comfort on the community of Newtown, CT, a desperation for Him to come quickly – are inadequate. Even these cries are insufficient.

But I know that the inadequate and the insufficient can be laid on the all-sufficient One.

Lord, be our Emmanuel, God with us, with them, this night, this weekend, this life. Be the God of all Comfort, the Prince of Peace, the Light in this darkness, the Savior of the world. Heal us, restore us, draw us near. Wash over Newtown, CT with your overwhelming presence in their overwhelming grief.

“For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6

We stand in such desperate need of a Savior, of untold mercy. And this sin, this wrong, this evil can be overcome by none other than the Messiah Himself.

“I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.” John 16:33

When the weight of sin and the depravity of man are just too great, He is greater still.

As we prepare to celebrate the birth of this Savior, this Messiah, in the midst of our “How long, O Lord?” and “Come, Lord Jesus” pleas, we cling to Him with greater resolve, we hold fast to Him in greater desperation.

And we sit with the suffering, we share in the sorrow.

There are just no words, no answers, but one:

His name is Jesus.

“Freedom’s calling, chains are falling. Hope is dawning bright and true. Day is breaking, night is quaking. God is making all things new. Jesus Saves.”

– Jesus Saves (Travis Cottrell)

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