My former pastor, Dr. W. Jack Hudson, used to say, "When God squeezes your heart, tears flow out of your eyes". Well, my heart has been squeezed dry recently. It's so difficult to know that those we love and care about are hurt, grieving, and stressed beyond comprehension and we are helpless to "fix" or make things better.
There are times when all we can do is plead for God's Holy Spirit to surround them with his unfathomable love, peace and comfort. Human words are oftentimes useless when trying to express the depth of our compassion and empathy. If only heart-hurts could be comforted as simply as kissing a tearful child's "boo boo", or if a Hello Kitty band-aid could bandage a wounded soul. Our feeble attempts at comfort pale in comparison to God's comfort for His children. Give your burdens over to the arms of our Saviour, Jesus Christ. He's strong enough...
Psalm 126:5 - "Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting."
Psalm 30:5 - "For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for a lifetime; Weeping may last
for the night, But a shout of joy comes in the morning."
Isaiah 66:13a - “As one whom his mother comforts, so I will comfort you;”
2 Corinthians 1:3-7 - "Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction so that we will be able to comfort those who are in any affliction with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For just as the sufferings of Christ are ours in abundance, so also our comfort is abundant through Christ. But if we are afflicted, it is for your comfort and salvation; or if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which is effective in the patient enduring of the same sufferings which we also suffer; and our hope for you is firmly grounded, knowing that as you are sharers of our sufferings, so also you are sharers of our comfort.
Copyright 2011 Charlotte Laney
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