Faith and Despair

I have Faith. I believe. Yet I despair. Lord why? Lord why are there wars all around?
Lord why does man hate his brother so much? What brings on such malice? When will the madness end?

Questions swirl all across my mind. Its horrible. Everyday to wake up and know...just know that today I'm going to hear of war. Today I'm going to hear of murder, theft, and such unimaginable wickedness.

As I read the book of Job I see the same questions asked by a man who lived over a millenia ago. Amazing isn't it? How we claim to be technologically advancing yet morally decaying? How we claim to be building our intellect but yet appear fools in the face of hopelessness, destruction and despair.

God please help. I know that maybe I'm being silly. But in every conversation today in Sri Lanka I hear fear....sadness...mixed with a supressd fury. Fury at the government for running the ecomomy to the ground, the terrorist groups and the underworld for their heartlessness and the rich and powerful for their extravagent lifestyles.

Still...the Word of God offers a rock on which my shaking fears and amounting faith can stand upon. It says that the wicked will not prosper....things will change. One day. One day. One day.

I know that since recently my posts have become way too philosophical. But writing offers me the way to let it all out. This way it does not explode in my mind. I thank God every waking moment of my life for His unbelievable grace. Its all that I have to hold onto. His grace will lead me home.