Many of us in this congregation know a thing or two about suffering. We’ve lived through car accidents that damaged major parts of our bodies. We’ve miscarried children. We’ve endured the surgeries, radiations, and chemotherapies of cancer. We’ve trekked through the desolate territory of cold, bitter relationships. We’ve sat beside people we love who have died too soon—or in some cases, not soon enough.
We have carried the burden of chronic depression, bipolar disorder, or another mental illness. We’ve wrestled with extreme sensory sensitivities. We’ve accompanied children who struggle to find their way. We’ve been wounded by the sting of racism and the massive unfairness of white privilege.
- Romans 8:18 - 27