Sometimes I wonder what God is doing.

I look around at the world and wonder what is going on; I think most people are, lately.

Some days it feels like someone has just tipped the world upside down and started shaking it.

Maybe you feel the same.

When everything seems back-to-front you’re left questioning whatever happened to good, old fashioned, common sense.

When society appears to believe that “anything goes” you’re left searching for the lines you thought had been drawn in the sand.

And when you’re having dreams about nuclear warfare, you know that we’re not in Kansas anymore.

That’s on the macro scale, though. What about on the micro scale, when we look at ourselves. Then, too, I can wonder what God is doing.

I can wonder why God made me the way he did.

And wonder why He put me on this part of the planet at this point in time.

And wonder whether I’ve still got the energy to do what He asks of me, whatever that is, because no one is getting any younger, myself included.

Maybe you feel the same.

Maybe, like me, you feel as though you won’t be good enough.

But when was the last time we looked in the mirror?

When was the last time we looked in the mirror and reminded ourselves that we are made in God’s image? And fearfully and wonderfully made, for that matter?

When was the last time we looked in the mirror and reminded ourselves that God will equip us with everything we need for life and godliness?

When was the last time we looked in the mirror and reminded ourselves that God only has imperfect people like us to do his work in the world?

I know. The giants are, well, giants.

The darkness is pitch black.

And the light, most days, seems dim and very distant.

But it was only a little rock that caused Goliath to tumble.

Even pitch-black darkness cannot overcome the light.

And whilst it may seem dim now, the path of the righteous shines brighter and brighter until it’s as bright as the noonday sun.

But what if you doubt it to be true?

You doubt that anything in the Bible is true?

You doubt that God even exists?

I believe that God has grace for that. I sure hope so, or else there’s not any for me.

Because some days God feels like he’s hiding behind the cloud. And the cloud hangs around for weeks. And you’re not sure whether when the cloud finally goes away again, that you’ll actually find anything behind it other than hot air in the troposphere.

Maybe you feel the same.

You never thought you’d be lying awake at night wondering if you’re about to become the next atheist on the planet, and yet here it is 3am, and such a thought has arrived. Another problem in need of a solution.

It’s not easy living in a fallen world.

When we look around it, all we see is problem after problem.

But, you never know. You might be the answer.

Yours holding out a mirror,

Alison