Tried With Fire

I've posted this song before, but it accurately describe my state of mind this week. I've been doing a bit of groaning, and I'm longing for renewal of all things. As this planet falls around the sun trapping us in the orbit  Creation groans in unison like a race of frightened orphans The darkness of this raging storm is covering up our portals  But a yearning for the light is borne in the heart of every mortal And day to day we ache  With the pain that plagues Creation  Night to night we lie awake  And await its restoration Heaven knows our lonely ways, heaven knows our sorrows  And Heaven knows things that we don't know and the joy of eternal tomorrows But through this glass we dimly see this world as it was made  Oh and the good we know must surely flow  From the heart of a kind Creator And day to day we ache  With the pain that plagues Creation  Night to night we lie awake  And await...

For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together in the pains of childbirth until now. And not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what he sees?  But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience. Romans 8:22-25. "There is all the difference between the groan of death and the groan of life. Now, the apostle sets the whole matter before us when he said, "The whole creation groaneth," and you know what comes after that, "travaileth." There is a result to come of it of the best kind. We are panting, longing after something greater, better, nobler, and it is coming. It is not the pain of death we feel, but the pain of life. We are thankful to have such a groaning." C.H. Spurgeon, Creation's Groans and the Saints...