the days are long and hard....
Have you ever been so hurt that it doesn't seem that you are going to recover? That the light in your eyes has been snuffed out? That no matter how many times you get out of bed praying that today will be the day that it doesn't hurt so much that you actually feel physical pain in your chest? Has the dissapointment ever felt so big that it seemed like it was just going to swallow you up like a giant wave and drag you out to sea, never to see the shore again? Has sadness ever wrapped a thick blanket around you and the more you struggle to get free, the tighter it seems to grow? Has hope ever taunted you, seeming to be just right out of reach, that you grasp for it with tear-filled eyes only for it to escape you? You feel like a shell of yourself, at times only a little pressure threatening to crack you wide open.
I have. I know that no one is exempt from suffering in this life. As a matter of fact, right alongside all the great promises of the bible, is also the declaration that in this world, you will suffer. We have all suffered, either at someone elses hands or the repercussions of our own actions. We have experienced the backlash of someones choices or at times, experienced the tearing of our heart by something out of our control.
I am so very comforted when I read the bible, particularly the psalms at times like this in my life. There are so many occasions of the great psalmists crying out for mercy, grace, and even death as a means of escape of the heartache they are experiencing. I love knowing that my feeble cries for help have echoed other great figures that have walked this life.
I also love that the bible talks about Him being close to me. That when my heart is hemorrhaging and beginning to feel weak and feeble, slowly losing life that He stoops down and comes close. What a beautiful picture. That He comes close enough to catch my tears in His bottle. I am so thankful that my hope does not rest in something that flees quickly, in a peace that fades with the circumstances of my life. I often wonder how people make it through this life without the Lord. He knows me, He sees me and and when I am broken down and dragged through the mud, He is there with me.
What a God I serve. What a compassionate loving God that no matter how intensely my heart is crushed, every piece of my shattered heart will sing His praise and faithfulness.
I have. I know that no one is exempt from suffering in this life. As a matter of fact, right alongside all the great promises of the bible, is also the declaration that in this world, you will suffer. We have all suffered, either at someone elses hands or the repercussions of our own actions. We have experienced the backlash of someones choices or at times, experienced the tearing of our heart by something out of our control.
I am so very comforted when I read the bible, particularly the psalms at times like this in my life. There are so many occasions of the great psalmists crying out for mercy, grace, and even death as a means of escape of the heartache they are experiencing. I love knowing that my feeble cries for help have echoed other great figures that have walked this life.
I also love that the bible talks about Him being close to me. That when my heart is hemorrhaging and beginning to feel weak and feeble, slowly losing life that He stoops down and comes close. What a beautiful picture. That He comes close enough to catch my tears in His bottle. I am so thankful that my hope does not rest in something that flees quickly, in a peace that fades with the circumstances of my life. I often wonder how people make it through this life without the Lord. He knows me, He sees me and and when I am broken down and dragged through the mud, He is there with me.
What a God I serve. What a compassionate loving God that no matter how intensely my heart is crushed, every piece of my shattered heart will sing His praise and faithfulness.
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Rest. Thank you, God, that You bring us rest!