I can hardly stand to watch the news anymore.
Every time I turn it on all I hear is…
The economy is tanking, and everyone is loosing their job, and everyone is loosing their house, and no one has health insurance, and this company and that is closing it’s doors, and my generation will be the first to do worse than our parents, and will the war ever be over, and there are bad people who don’t like us and want to hurt us, and climate change is going to kill us all, and the world is coming to an end and the sky is falling, and, AND, AND!!!
After 10 minutes of news I can feel the fear and panic and doubt rising inside of me. I just want to crawl into bed, pull the covers over my head and wait for the inevitable end to come.
It is bad.
Especially if your are one of those people who lost their job or their home.
But all this 24/7 pessimism being spewed across the spectrum of news casts makes it even worse. According the pundits, the rest of us who still have jobs and homes are just barely hanging on to the edge of the cliff .
Who will fall next?
It’s just a matter of time they say.
But what about hope?
It can get better.
It will get better.
It has to get better.
When the anxiety starts to set in, I remind myself that in the midst of all the wreckage from the walls that seem to be crumbling around me there is hope.
My God is bigger than our government, he is bigger than our economy, he is bigger than any problem I could ever have.
He is bigger than all of this.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11
Oh, how I cling to that promise these days!
I trust the Lord to care for my family. He will not leave us alone to cower in the dark under the covers. He will provide and keep us from harm.
And I know no matter how bleak it may seem down here, my eternal hope and future is secure with him.
When the bad news is starts gettting to me I stop looking at the television, and start looking up.