In the moments when I am hurting the most, I find the most relief when I invite God right into the messy, painful, gut wrenching pain of my hurts.
There has never been one moment where I welcomed Him in where He did not make me feel better, love up on me, comfort and subdue my pain, and begin to heal my emotional, mental, spiritual and/or physical hurts.
Friend, I don’t say that lightly. It has been a painful journey for my heart, mind, spirit and body, Most days I battle physical pain, battle the enemy in some way, and retreat to His embrace to lick the wounds made by family and friends, whether knowingly or unknowingly.
Life is full of hurts some days, but there is still Hope right alongside them.
I draw comfort from seeing the writers of the Psalms pour out their hurts, and find comfort in the Hope they too found in God. The One who will never leave or abandon us. The One who set us free by the cross and continually does so. The One who pursues us, no matter where we go or find ourselves. The One who offers a safe place to find myself again wherever I need it.
“God, the one and only— I’ll wait as long as He says. Everything I hope for comes from Him, so why not? He’s solid rock under my feet, breathing room for my soul, an impregnable castle: I’m set for life.” Psalm 62:5-6 MSG
“Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer.” Romans 12:12 ESV
“You are my hiding place and my shield; I hope in Your word.” Psalm 119:114 ESV
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