It is fascinating to me that tragedy may be the greatest shaper of faith and maker of holiness. To have a life of peace is to be left unassured and filled with doubt, but to have a life of trial, heartache, brokenness and turmoil is to know the firmest of foundations and to know, with utter certainty and completeness of hope, the friend, companion, and mighty Savior we have in Heaven. For is He not a friend of sinners, a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief? To walk such a road is to walk in the footprints of our savior and to say, “Here upon this road I am not alone. In this darkness I am not forgotten. For he knows this path and has walked it before me. He knows its end. And as we walk this road together, I see my savior face to face.”
