“We live in a state of losses..”
I believe it. Our youth is fleeting. Just ask the cowboy’s back or the elasticity of my skin. Children are becoming adults.. growing some days from one size to the next with each breath. Many losing money with the next Dow report. Perfect relationships today -signed and over tomorrow. I’m not playing “Debbie Downer” ..It is what it is.
Loss. It can’t be avoided.
What do we do with it? Disappointment? Sadness? Sorrow?
Recently I found myself again flipping through some old prayer journals. I reread Samuel’s story. How fervently we prayed for his conception through years of infertility. And then for the Lord to sustain him and grow him strong until his time…
I asked myself, “If you had known how it was going to end would you have prayed anyway?”
Without hesitation, “YES.”
God’s fingerprints are all over that season of loss…Had I not prayed and believed God would send us a miracle I wouldn’t have experienced the peace that surpasses all understanding the day he was born still at 17 weeks. Had I not lived it I wouldn’t have believed that God could truly transform such heart wrenching sorrow into joy.
…”unless a grain of wheat falls into the ground and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it produces much grain.”
That’s what happen to my soul that July day. When Samuel died, God birthed a passion in me I’d never had before..
A passion to tell of His faithfulness. A passion to SHOUT FROM THE ROOFTOP,
“HE IS GOOD & HE LOVES YOU SO VERY, VERY MUCH!”
If I were a bettin’ gal I’d be willing to bet you’ve lost something recently…Has your sorrow made you bitter or better? Maybe it’s a little thing or maybe it’s big and it hurts really bad. Maybe a lot of people know or maybe no one knows. You may be embarrassed or feel that your pain is trivial compared to the pain and sorrow others are enduring.
Pain is pain and it’s level at the foot of the cross.
Call out Him. Tell Him about it. Go out into the woods or get alone in your car or write it in a journal and press down so hard you almost tear the page. SHOUT, “THIS HURTS!” He can handle it. God cares about your pain and your sorrow. Great or small.
God really is good y’all. Do you know Him?
Do you have a personal relationship with the One who transforms great sorrow into inexpressible JOY?
If not, let’s talk. He is my sustainer and strength & there’s LOTS more to this story … I’d love to share it with you…
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