A story to remind us what happens when we believe in a love that wins.
Once upon a time in a lovely southern town something terrible happened. It was the kind of terrible that people don't even talk about, for even thinking it would make you shudder. But it happened. And it was terrible.
The whole lovely town stopped breathing. Everyone moved in the slow motion of disbelief. People cried and prayed and questioned. It was terrible.
Then, something wonderful happened. The whole lovely town held hands. They sang together, prayed together, came together like never before. The town became a picture of what happens when fear gives way to faith. When hurt gives way to healing. Where tragedy gives way to triumph.
People forgave. People gathered. People loved.
The whole world watched that lovely town learn to find their feet of strength again and they were amazed at how strong they stood. You see, sadly, this town and the world it was in was not a stranger to struggle. It had fallen to terrible things before and there was a long history of simply getting it wrong. But this time, this time, the lovely town got it right because they led with love, not law. They led with honor, not hate. They led with their hearts outstretched in their hands, not held tightly in their fists.
The lovely town will forever remember the terrible thing and will always have it to tell. However, the lovely town will also remember that this terrible thing gave way to a wonderful thing: a love that knows no boundaries. A love that keeps on loving. A love that locks arms, gives free hugs, and stands strong. A love that is rooted deeply in the Giver of ultimate love who endlessly works all things for good.
A love that wins. Every time.
Tara is Greg's girl, mom to two sons of thunder, a hunger fighter, big dreamer and worship pastor at seacoast church.