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We Can't Fix It

We Can't Fix It

by David Taylor on October 01, 2020


It’s Wednesday as I write, the morning after the first presidential debate.  I’ve checked the headlines and my Facebook feed already. Wow! So many memes and tweets and commentary!  Most laugh at the debate as a disaster.  Some commentary leans left, some right, each yearning for solutions to problems in the world around us.  I keep thinking of something I heard in last Sunday’s sermon: 

“We can’t fix it.”  

True.  We can’t fix it. This confession is a firm grip on an otherwise slippery ladder. It is also true that a president won’t be able to fix it.  No man has ever offered true hope to fix the chaos of this world.  

As Pastor George reminded us last weekhistory has proven discouraging cycle: In the midst of all the chaos, in the midst of all the confusion, in the midst of all the disorder and all the brokenness, the only place we can eventually find ourselves is in a place of hopelessness…Have you ever read anything in history?  We can’t fix it… It’s the same cycle over and over.”   

I confess my own idolatry and my own foolishness of putting my hope in someone, some cause, or some ideal other than Creator God. It happened Monday. 

stepped into the halls of an elementary school for the first time since February.  Back in February, the halls were alive with kiddos and teachers and staff.  Smiles beamed and giggles bounced off the painted cinderblock.  But not two days ago.  Instead of giggles, two adult voices echoed down an empty hallway, decorated with last year’s bulletin boards.  My heart sank as I listened to teachers share their frustration and confusion and worry.  I thought about my own kids and yearned for February, and hoped for a past that probably isn’t possible right now.  

I confess my misplaced hope, and I believe God himself is the exceedingly sufficient “reason for hope.”  I repent of believing I can fix it or that anyone else can. I’m weary of sifting through social media rather than savoring God’s Word.  I realize my kids need to see me walk closely with Jesus more than they need to walk down a school hallway.  I ask God to perfect my faith, to be my only reason for hope. 

These words from Pastor George are so powerful: “But if there is a divine creator, a divine blueprint underneath all the chaos…if there is order underneath is all, that means there is an authority granted by the voice of God reigning on High to provide something beautiful…He is holding the world together by His Word…This God will speak a Word and every wrong will be made right.” 

Only God can fix it.  


Psalm 33:6-9 

6  By the word of the LORD the heavens were made, 

and by the breath of his mouth all their host. 

7  He gathers the waters of the sea as a heap; 

he puts the deeps in storehouses. 

8  Let all the earth fear the LORD; 

let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of him! 

9  For he spoke, and it came to be; 

he commanded, and it stood firm.



Tags: hope, psalms

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