And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may be with you for ever... -John 14:16, ASV
Yet today we live through our personal Hell. One that has created a crisis of staggering proportions within our ranks: those that cannot claim victory, those that choose not to claim victory, those that do not understand how to live in victory. Life has crushed their innermost, passionate dreams. Someone, somehow, and somewhere destroyed what little hope they had in themselves. Anywhere they go, the world seems hostile –and in the secret corners of their hearts, they bitterly weep among the tomb of their dreams. They never say it, but their actions speak volumes of their brokenness:
I need shelter.
I need freedom.
I need someone to tell me that I am loved.
I need comfort.
Man cannot stand to taste his salty tears anymore-and yet, they keep dripping and dropping to their knees. Man wants to feel enveloped in a cosmic hug, like a mother that carries his son into her arms, seeking the warmth of her embrace, where every worry in the world simply melts away. Man need not be reminded of the times he failed, or the people who abandoned him, or the people he abandoned, or the dreams that failed, or the gaze of death that surrounds him. He longs for comfort, for reassurance, where –even if blood floods the streets, and people violently mourn, and the fruit of the earth rots, and the heavenly bodies wither, and it feels that all hope is lost— he feels the strength to keep fighting.
And today, man has the chance to seek the comfort that will last forever…