"The Lord has anointed me to preach good news to the poor; He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom to the captives, and release from darkness for the prisoners." Healer of broken hearts, broken lives, light of the darkness.
And as we make our way to the pouring rain at the foot of His cross, we see the agony Jesus suffered. We know that we knows our pain and our sorrow. The nails in His hands and feet, thorns piercing His brow, wounds in His side and separation from His father. When you realize all he sacrified to save our lives, the healing can begin. I can trust the one who loved enough to die for me.
Sometimes the sorrow that envelops our hearts is so deep, that it is hard fathom. But then I remember the cross and what He suffered there for me.
And I know that I am never left alone.
Apr 2, 2009
Comfort In Sorrow
Sometimes sorrow comes in a slow deliberate wave. You see it coming on the horizon. There are signs that the sorrow is approaching. And sometimes sorrow comes like a quick lightning bolt, with intensity so strong, it knocks you of your feet. Either way sorrow is part of our life. And so a part of our life in Christ. Recently, sorrow came in the strong, striking way. When the sorrow is so deep, it seems it is too much for the soul to carry.
When this sorrow was experienced this week, it created devastation and so many questions. I spent many hours with my sons--crying with them, praying with them, trying to make sense of pain and sorrow that had come to the life of someone they cared about. Within the hours of weeping and talking and working through the pain, we talked of doubts of faith. We talked about assurances of my own faith and questions we all face. I was sure in that moment that even though there times of questioning, that doubts were only bringing us closer to the throne of grace. Sometimes in the depth of sorrow, in the questions, in the emptiness, the encounter with God is so powerful. God is big enough for our questions, and comes alongside us in our sorrow. At the end of a difficult night, what we each knew as we prayed is that God was present. And that He never leaves. What great comfort there is in that knowledge!
When it feels like no one understands, we can run to a God with arms wide open, aching for our sorrow and longing to comfort and heal our hearts that belong to Him.
In Isaiah 61: 1-2: