All too often when we are in deep, unceasing pain, pain caused by the drag and hurt of life, we scream out "Where are you God?". We insinuate our indignation, "Why don't you do something?". We stir up choking dust clouds of doubt, "Do you even hear me, do you even exist?". In his book He Still Moves Stones, Max Lucado provides story after story of God meeting people where they hurt, in their most crippling moments of pain. People who have nowhere to turn, who have only a single desperate prayer on their lips.
For everything that was written in the past was written to teach us, so that through endurance and the encouragement of the Scriptures we might have hope. Romans 15:4
When we are hurting and lost, we are at our weakest and most vulnerable. However with God, "A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out." In our weakest moments, we have one of our greatest opportunities for a true growth of faith, and of hope.
This book was one that I drank up, that I just could not put down. Warming, strengthening, understanding. Let it be known that even today, God still moves stones.