A woman given to expressing the love of Christ in marriage is abandoned by an adulterous husband.
A man devoted to providing for his family is left to stand on his own by a divided company.
A young, talented football player is sought to be discredited by a hateful media.
A thirty-something is already wearied by the storms of life.
An unborn child is destroyed by the mother-heart yielded to darkness.
A man called Love is vitriolically slandered by intolerant people full of rage, abandoned by his followers, left to stand on his own, sought to be discredited, wearied by the storms of life, destroyed by hearts yielded to darkness.
“Whenever you are about to howl to the heavens, “I don’t deserve this!”, close your eyes and remember Christ hanging on the cross and say it again aloud, “I don’t deserve this.” Ann Voskamp
We have not a high priest that is cold, unfeeling, unsympathetic to our weaknesses, pain, suffering (Heb. 4:15). We may look to him for aid, support, comfort. We may come to him, for his yoke is easy, and his burden light (Matt. 11:30).
Helpless cries from a hurting child are met with grace by the heart of our Healer, Provider, Protector, High Priest….Abba, Father.
Look to him, pained child of God, for with loving-kindness he is drawing you, and he is near to the brokenhearted and saves those crushed in spirit (Jer. 31:3, Ps. 34:18). Snuggle close, feel his heartbeat, rest. In the end, every knee will bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord (Philippians 2:10&11). In the end, he wins…and so do you.