Full of Joy and Failure
My favorite book of the Bible is John. I cherish the hope and affirmation with which John presents our relationship with Christ. When I am struggling or sad or hopeless, I might read a Psalm or two. But when I despair or when I am beyond feeling anything, defeated, numb, or exhausted, not knowing what else to read or where else to look, I read John. My dad and I have often talked about how comforting this gospel is. My husband’s grandmother, a sassy saint who has already passed into glory, had a practice of recommending John to non-believers as well as to Christians struggling with doubt. She would say, “You want to know the truth? Then read John.” John 1:1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was fully God. 2 The Word was with God in the beginning. 3 All things were created by him, and apart from him not one thing was created that has been created. 4 In him was life, and the life was the light of mankind. 5 And the light shines on in the darkness, but...