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 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 pierced hands of the Saviour; 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.” #Littlethoughtsforbigdays
“He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering. Like one from whom men hide their faces he was despised, and we esteemed him not. Surely he took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows, yet we considered him stricken by God, smitten by him, and afflicted.” Isaiah 53:3
Despised, hated, criticized, rejected, judged, condemned, abandoned, tortured, impugned and put to agonizing death on a cross for my sin and for my infirmities. It was my sin that crushed Him. My sickness, my disease, my sorrow that weighed Him down. It was my weakness that He carried and my rebellion that He was pierced for. Greater love hath no man than this, than a man should lay down His life for His friends. John 15:13. What amazing love in His terrible death. What unspeakable joy and victory in His glorious resurrection!!! The cross could not stop Him. Death could not defeat Him and the grave could not hold Him. He reigns supreme as my Redeemer, my Restorer, my Healer and my Savior. Our God is brilliant, and even in our greatest thoughts of Him, He is greater still. His plan of salvation goes beyond any thought I can fathom. His thoughts are too high. I can not attain unto them. He guards, He guides, He leads, He protects. He watches over His creation, His people, His universe and His world in all the splendor of His omnipresence, and in all the power of His omnipotence. He’s not caught off guard, He’s never surprised. He never abandons and He never forsakes. Imagine our victorious Lord, victorious even unto death, as He sits at His Father’s right hand, in His all-powerful presence, interceding for us, for our sin, for our repentance, for our failures and for our forgiveness, for our desires and for our petitions. Is This not powerful? Friends, this is victory!! It’s our fervent prayer born out of humility, in all humbleness of heart and attitude that unleashes the blessing of God’s supernatural power to strengthen us to be lights on the hill, and salt in a desperate, faltering and dying world. Yes, prayer performs His Strength, His Power and His confidence in us and through us, in our life of service, in our world of ministry, in our struggles, our temptations, and our shortcomings. Christ is the doorway to deliverance, repentance and forgiveness and His authority prevails. He is entirely strong and He is my strength, my Rock and my Refuge. He is my provider, my councilor my confidante. I must turn in, relinquish my failures, my fears, my insecurities, my weaknesses and my hang-ups to this all Powerful,
all-knowing one, whose victory is secure. I must catch a glimpse of the cross of Christ, the empty tomb and my resurrected King of Glory and rejoice today in the God of my salvation and in His resurrection power!!!
You Be blessed in the sad and yet joyous celebration of the cross. Rejoice in His power over death, the magnificence of the empty tomb on the third Day, and the ultimate victory of our Risen Lord. May you be embraced and warmed in the Father’s love and blessed with joy unspeakable as you rest in the Lord’s abiding love, grace and favor throughout this Easter season.