In Afghanistan, a young woman is raped and guess who goes to prison for 12 years–the woman!
In the United States, unborn babies up to 9 months have their skulls crushed, are brutally dismembered—and people celebrate!
In the United States, disreputable people get other disreputable people to tell ridiculous lies about a decent person—and wipe out his chance for election.
Where are the outcries of those who pride themselves on the rights of women, children, and minorities?
Where is the God of justice?
We know He’s here, and we don’t understand why He still puts up with this crazy, evil world. But we know the end of the story. He will put it all right again. I’m thankful there’s hope. The tiny white lights on my Christmas tree remind me why we celebrate. He came as a helpless baby—to a woman—to an oppressed people. He’s one of us. He loves us. He knows. And He weeps….