Susan LaffertyHe’s looking for devoted followers. Wholehearted. Wholly His.
Abiding day by day in the Vine.
To fight the good fight. And finish the race.
I watch this in brothers and sisters on the other side of the world. Their nation invaded. Future uncertain.
Yet they remain. Steadfast. Singing songs of faith.
The psalmist cries out to the Lord. And God hears his cry, inclining His ear toward a desperate appeal. For mercy.
In the telling of his story, the psalmist goes back and forth.
Between relief and alarm. Death and rescue.
The way we often do.
In the context of crisis.
What happened? In the unknown, we wonder. What’s the rest of the story?
A specific encounter comes to mind. One seemingly orchestrated. Timely. A divine appointment with gospel flowing.
And genuine interest on her part. Hunger to know. In fact, she relates a series of events. That have brought her to this point. This place.
Sitting in my Karachi living room.
