This morning, I sat in the warmth of the sun, my Bible open, the sounds of spring surrounding me, and the Wisdom of Solomon pierced my soul. “Let us lie in wait for the righteous man… he is inconvenient to us and opposes our actions.”
How ancient, and yet how painfully contemporary these words feel. It is not hard to see their truth echoed in our world—where goodness is often mocked, where justice is delayed or denied, and where those who walk in integrity are pushed to the margins. There are times when speaking truth, standing in the light, and living with a clear conscience can make one a target. The righteous are called “inconvenient,” not because they are wrong, but because their very presence exposes the injustice around them.
If you’ve ever felt this weight—ever felt ridiculed for your hope, dismissed for your compassion, shunned for choosing the way of peace over power—know that you are not alone. The scriptures have named this sorrow. God sees it. God honors it. And more than that, God has already spoken the final word.
“For God created us for incorruption, and made us in the image of his own eternity.” Let that truth sink deep into your bones. We are not fragile beings destined for erasure. We are made in the image of the Eternal. Though the world may scheme and threaten and scorn, the soul rooted in God cannot be uprooted by fear or death. What a promise. What a hope.
Even in grief, even in injustice, even in moments where love costs us everything—there is something unshakable holding us. That something is God. That someone is Christ, who was also despised and rejected by the world, yet rose in glory, carrying all of us into the heart of everlasting life.
So today, I invite you to stand firm in who you are. Do not be ashamed of your tenderness. Do not quiet your convictions. Do not shrink from the light that is within you. The righteous may be opposed, but they are never abandoned.
You, dear one, are held by the same God who formed the stars and the lilies. You are carved with care into the fabric of eternity. Walk boldly. Speak gently. And know this: the world may not always understand righteousness, but heaven rejoices in it.
With all my love and in the radiant hope of Christ+
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