A Sunday of Wrestling and Wonder: Standing Steady in a Shaken World

This one has sat heavy on my heart all week. I can’t seem to shake it. The events that unfolded recently have left me unsettled, and honestly, I’m still trying to make sense of it all. There’s this ache that lingers when the world feels broken, and I find myself asking God what it means for me, for us, to be people of faith in times like these.

It has made me think about life... about how fragile it really is. About how quickly the ordinary can shatter into something unexpected. I’ve been replaying little moments in my mind. The laughter around my dinner table. The quiet prayers whispered before bed. The temple doors that feel like a safe place to rest my questions. Suddenly those moments feel so much more urgent, so much more sacred.

And I’ve been thinking about the world we live in. It feels loud, unsteady, and sometimes even dark. There are days when I want to pull away from it all, to shut it out. But then I remember...this is the very world where God has called us to show up. To stand steady. To love deeply. To live our beliefs in a way that speaks louder than fear.

Living our beliefs isn’t always easy. It asks something of us. It calls us to choose faith when doubt would be simpler, kindness when anger feels justified, forgiveness when bitterness seems easier. Maybe that’s why this week has shaken me. Because I realize how desperately the world needs people who are willing to live what they believe, even when it costs something.

So here I am, on this Sunday, still wrestling. Still wondering how to carry light into a world that feels heavy. Still learning how to anchor myself in Christ, so when everything else feels uncertain, I can remain sure.

And maybe that’s the invitation for all of us. To lean in closer to Him. To love better. To live what we believe with courage and compassion. Because when the world feels unsteady, He is the only thing that doesn’t move.