I saw a book title today "So when are we going to hear some good news?"
My first instinct was one of frustration.
We don't live in a perfect world. Situations in Zimbabwe, Russia, Georgia, Iraq and Iran, and the problems with knife crime in this country, don't exactly point to a world of peace and love.
This world is full of pain and suffering. We don't always get good news. We all go through difficult times and have insecurities. Bad things happen to good people.
We need to accept these things are a reality for us.
However, there is one thing.
There is some good news. Really good news.
We're not alone in this. There is someone who isn't about pain, suffering, violence, oppression and selfishness. There's someone out there who is perfect. Who loves us unconditionally.
Not only that, but someone who actually knows what its like to experience all the stuff we experience, and even worse.
There is another way. There is a real hope out there.
A genuine hope.
Something real.
Something with depth.
Something true.
It won't make our lives perfect. But it will help us to deal with the real world much better. It gives us an ideal to work towards, that's achievable, that's possible.
Because the source of this hope is the perfect, loving, gracious God of the impossible.
It may be hard to believe, but despite all the problems of the world, there is hope.
We just need to believe it.
