Some days the pain goes way deep and the hurt is really real and really hard and the heart hurts and the head hurts and the soul cries and the tears flow and the days are just so overwhelming.
In these anxious-filled, difficult moments, we have an Author writing our lives with pen in one nail-pierced hand and a divine paintbrush of grace-filled red in the other. His blood was shed for us and yeah, He paints our story beautifully now because of it.
He’s our Saviour and He’s made a way for us to make it through this hard place! Only because of the cross, His death, and His life can we have hope and do this hard thing, defying us and staring us in the face. So whatever it is He’s written and writing and hand-painted for your story, you gotta know He’s got this and His sustaining grace covers it for us.
So beautiful you with a beautiful soul, At such a time as this, He is our Healer, our Protector, and our Provider through it all and all the way to the cross He proved it. Now, just hand those anxious thoughts, that fear, disappointment, and deep hurt over into the Saviour’s pierced hands, the one and only Author of our faith who paints our story so perfectly; so beautifully perfect for us at such a time as this! It’s ok then to just breathe and rest in His care and safekeeping and know the promise of Romans 8: 28 is Truth!
“And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.”
So it’s done it again and life has thrown another wrench on the road of your trying journey. You can’t get over it and you can’t get around it and you just know you can’t get through it! So, here you are left feeling frustrated, empty and unhappy with your plight! Possibly fearful, alone and anxious. The way is ominous, and mysterious and so very unfulfilling. There are no answers and seriously sometimes there are just no questions because how does one wrap their head and their heart around the difficulties that evolve out of no where? How does one elaborate on “Why”? So much stuff and now what? Where does the heart go when the head just doesn’t understand? Beautiful soul, go to the Father who knows the “Why” and chooses to keep it for you. Go to the One in sovereign charge over your matters, your issues, your concerns and your cares. In Psalm 137 God’s people sat by the rivers of Babyon and wept. They were in exile in a pagan land and their song was gone. They hung up their harps in the tree branches because it was too painful to remember the joyous moments of their promised land. They had been bullied by leaders and kings from inside and outside of Israel. David though, chose to remember Jerusalem even through the pain and so can we. Let’s say with him in Psalm 138:2b, 3: “I will praise Your name for Your unfailing love and faithfulness; for Your promises are backed by all the honour of Your name. As soon as I pray, You answer me; You encourage me by giving me strength.”
Hope and Healing In Hard Places 