I remember the simultaneous grieving and the healing. Much of everyday was consumed with crying, but I had to bear all to Jesus. I needed His touch; I needed to hear His voice; and he was faithful to speak to me in a whisper that came like a shout as I listened intently with my whole being.
Words of comfort:
”Lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age,” (Matthew 28:20).
”In My Father’s house are many mansions…I go to prepare a place for
you…that where I am, there you may be also,” (John 14:2,3).
Words of instruction:
”In acceptance lieth peace,” Amy Carmichael.
“Do the next thing,” Elisabeth Elliot.
Words of healing:
”The Lord has given and the Lord has taken away; Blessed be the name of the
Lord,” (Job 1:21).
”The sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the
glory which shall be revealed in us,” (Romans 8:18).
I am thankful for the life He has given me; in the suffering He has taught me to say, “O Lord, You are the portion of my inheritance, and my cup; You maintain my lot. The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; Yes, I have a good inheritance, ” (Psalm 16:5,6). All of life is a gift…even the hardships. God has thoughtfully planned each detail (which is hard to grasp since He’s also given me a free will), and who am I to question my lot or compare it with another? I am content to dwell in the absolutes of who God is, trusting Him with the things I cannot understand. Therefore, I move forward in my walk with Him, seeking to know Him more, and worshiping Him in all I’m given and in all I am.