Words have always been my way out of any problem, any circumstance. Spill out enough words, try enough ideas and surely a solution will arise. Talk it out and certainly forgiveness will come. Search for meaning in words and answers will arrive in due course.
But there have also been a few rare times in my life when there are no words, or at least not the right words. This is one of those times. I’ve tried all the words. I’ve talked as much as I can. I’ve thought. I’ve prayed. I’ve sought the wisdom of others. I’ve listened. There is no solution in sight. Only more pain. Only heartache. Only despair.
A series of events has created a situation that has hurt me to the core of my being. It has shaken the very foundation of who I am. And I’m not alone in my pain. I don’t think the parties involved thought about that before they committed themselves to their course of action. Now the problem is out of their hands and has become a cancer that will infect us all. I hope you will pray with me this week. There are at least 200 souls who will be affected by your prayers and mine. There are lives at stake and hearts that need healing. I will explain when I find the words. For now just pray.