We Interrupt This Program For Breaking News

Sigh. As I write, I’m waiting to have a medical test because a previous test was not good news. Not scary news, but not good news. This week, and it’s only Thursday, I have three friends waiting for test results. I’m doing a lot of praying for good news.

I am a recovering news addict, someone for whom 24 hour news channels were created. Well, I don’t know that I’m really recovering, I just don’t watch t.v. news anymore and instead read all my news on the internet. That’s because I can read from five different sites all the news that is relevant to me in the time the t.v news takes to tell me a story about a duck that was rescued from a sewer drain in a town I’ll never go to. This might be news to the people who live on that street, it is not news to me, for me or about me. Good news for the duck, not news for me.

Every one of us likes good news. No one likes the question of good news/bad news because who ever wants bad news? You know what? Bad news is coming. Sorry, it just is, because in this world you will have bad news, or as Jesus said, tribulation. In John 16:33 when Jesus said this, the word tribulation means affliction, a pressing, a pressure, anything which burdens the spirit.  But I’ve got good news.

“Well, you already know life ain’t easy,
Cause you’ve had more than your share of hard times.
Been so long since you heard the sweet music
or seen the blue sky.



Feels like nobody knows how you're hurtin’,
And you’ve gotten so tired of hidin’ your pain.
And you'd give anything to lay down your burden
And just fly away,
Oh, but don't go flyin away…



Cause I’ve got good news,
It’s water for the thirsty,
Comfort for the weary,
Good news!
I’ve got good news,
There's hope and peace and freedom,
Jesus came to bring ‘em to you.



And ain’t it about time
Ain’t it about time, 
Ain’t it about time for some good news?


So join in with Chris Rice, learn this song and sing yourself into some good news today. Ain’t it about time? 




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