Tuesday, January 13, 2009
The Hopeless Dawn
"The Hopeless Dawn" by Frank Bramley shows a young widow, who has just found out that her husband was lost at sea, being comforted by her godly mother-in-law. Notice the altar-like table, suggesting the Lord's Supper. Notice the big open Bible on the seat by the window. The two suffering women are not alone. Christ is there.
Sooner or later every one of us is confronted with a hopeless dawn. Hopeless, as someone or something important to us is taken away forever. A dawn, because that very moment of overwhelming loss is the beginning of a new era. Christ is there.
I have met many men, in their 50s like me, who have simply lived long enough to get body-slammed by life in some unforeseeable, major way. Divorce, cancer, their business stolen out from underneath them, sued, a wayward child breaking their heart, and so forth. Previous successes make no difference and offer no protection. Sooner or later, the unimaginable comes and finds us. It's just a matter of time.
What I am learning is that such a moment is not when I should say, "Okay, now I begin again." Instead, it is when I can say, "Okay, now I begin." Christ is there.