Sometimes hope is born in the darkest of places.
When Abraham’s great grandson Joseph was 17, he was thrown into a dry well while his jealous brothers argued over whether to kill him. They sold him to nomadic traders who sold him in Egypt to Pharaoh’s captain of the guard. Through no fault of his own he landed in prison. He lived much of his life as a slave, albeit ultimately an influential and powerful slave. He was also a slave to grief as he was separated from his father whom he loved.
When he finally met his brothers once again, he was in a position to save them or destroy them, and they didn’t recognize him.
When he revealed that he was their brother, they feared for their lives, but Joseph said, “You intended to harm me, but God intended it all for good. He brought me to this position so I could save the lives of many people.”
I’m reminded of this story today following the anniversary of Roe v Wade and the passage of New York’s sweeping abortion law.
Why? Because light is born in this seemingly dark moment. This law that darkened hearts intend to use to facilitate abortion at any time for essentially any reason, God will flip on its side and use for good.
When this unfortunate human failure faces its first challenge in court, look for it to land before the Supreme Court. The flagship legislation of so-called reproductive rights may very well become the undoing of Roe v Wade.
The irony of life born from a law designed to welcome death.