Recently, Max Lucado shared about a prisoner who carved these words on the wall of a concentration camp:
“I believe in the sun, even though it doesn’t shine. I believe in love, even when it isn’t shown. I believe in God, even when he doesn’t speak.”
What eyes could have seen good in such horror? There is only one answer: eyes that chose to see the unseen.
“Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.”
(Hebrews 11:1)
Keith Madison
SCORE International
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