Has 2020 been a year for us to experience together some of this bruising and smoldering? I don’t know many who are overly confident of their ability to even get through this year, let alone flourish in it. May it be that God has ordained a year like this to humble our hearts, to position us, His church, before Him in such a way that we cry out for His gentle hands to heal our bruises and to fan into flame the flickers of faith that at times are barely perceptible? Suffering saints, let us not forget this promise of our Servant-King! Behold Him! Cry out to Him! Fall before Him! Though we are one of just many, and though He could accomplish His work without us, the promise is that He will not ultimately break us; He will not ultimately extinguish us. Though it may feel that way at times, though He may indeed slay us as Job felt, still we can hope in Him! Why? Because His hands are gentle AND they are strong! And so we, trust in His strength!