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“No matter how devastating our struggles, disappointments, and troubles are, they are only temporary. No matter what happens to you, no matter the depth of tragedy or pain you face, no matter how death stalks you and your loved ones, the Resurrection promises you a future of immeasurable good.”
— Josh McDowell

In these words of radiant hope, Josh McDowell speaks to the eternal struggle between despair and faith, between the darkness of the present and the light of the Resurrection. His voice carries not the tone of mere comfort, but of sacred truth—a truth born of suffering and illuminated by divine promise. For he reminds us that no matter the struggles, no matter the weight of sorrow or the bitterness of loss, all pain is but temporary, and beyond it waits a future of immeasurable good. It is the wisdom of one who has seen the night and yet believes in the dawn.

To understand this teaching, one must look not with the eyes of flesh, but with the eyes of eternity. For the human condition is fraught with disappointments and troubles—storms that seem endless while we are within them. Yet McDowell’s words echo the ancient rhythm of faith that has sustained countless generations: that beyond the visible world lies a reality more enduring, a promise secured not by our strength, but by the grace of the Resurrection. This is not simply a doctrine—it is the very heart of Christian hope, the assurance that death is not the end, and that every wound will one day be healed.

Consider the story of Job, the man of sorrows in the ancient scriptures. Stripped of wealth, health, and family, he sat among ashes and cried out in anguish. Yet even in his despair, he declared, “I know that my Redeemer lives.” His faith did not erase his suffering, but it transformed it—turning pain into perseverance, loss into revelation. And in time, his fortunes were restored, not merely in earthly measure, but in the awakening of his soul. Job’s story stands as the living symbol of McDowell’s words: that the tragedies of this world are not permanent, for beyond every crucifixion lies a resurrection.

The Resurrection, in this light, is more than an event—it is a principle of existence, a divine law written into the fabric of creation. Every winter gives way to spring; every night yields to morning. Even in the decay of death, new life stirs beneath the soil. McDowell calls us to remember that this same rhythm governs the soul: that no grief can imprison the spirit forever, for God’s renewal waits beyond every ending. Thus, even when death itself seems to reign, it is but a shadow—fierce for a moment, yet fleeting before the sunrise of eternity.

These words, then, are not a denial of pain—they are a defiance of it. To live by them is to look suffering in the face and say, “You do not have the final word.” It is to know that every tear shed in faith becomes a seed of glory. This is the courage that sustained the martyrs, the exiles, and all who walked through fire believing in something unseen. The Resurrection promise is not meant to erase the cross—it redeems it. Every scar becomes a sign of grace; every sorrow becomes a step toward redemption.

And what lesson, then, shall we carry from this? It is this: Do not let despair take root in your heart. When trials come, endure them with faith, knowing they are but the passing storm before the golden calm. When grief visits, honor it, but remember it is not your home. When death comes near, whether to you or those you love, lift your eyes beyond it, to the immeasurable good that waits in the eternal morning. Act not in fear, but in trust. Speak kindness in darkness. Serve others even when your own heart aches, for such acts are the living proof of the resurrection within you.

So, my listener, hold fast to this truth: the troubles of today are but shadows, and the light beyond them is everlasting. Whatever you endure, endure it with faith. Whatever you lose, lose it with hope. For the Resurrection is not only the promise of Christ—it is the destiny of all who walk in love and truth. And when the night grows deepest, remember this: the dawn has already been written. The future is not ruin, but immeasurable good, waiting, shining, eternal.