There is nothing wrong with falling at the feet of Jesus in silence. God can hear your tears, he knows your heart, he knows you. You don’t always have to speak.
February 6, 2020
God will take impossible pain away from you. He will absorb the sting of death because He has already paid the price on the cross. He will cause His love to go into places that feel like they can’t ever be healed. You won’t have to live with the condition that grief is your identity.
Perhaps the greatest gift we have as Christians, who know that our Lord has won the victory, is that even here and now, not only at the end, we can praise God, simply because we know that there is one victorious, shining theme that runs through all the loneliness and homelessness, all the hunger, thirst and mysteries of this life and that is: Nearer, my God, to thee.
He who knows that at the end is God’s peace – not merely cries for the depths; he can also sing praise from the depths. For he who praises God is not afraid!
The sorrow of God lies in our fear of Him, our fear of life, and our fear of ourselves. He anguishes over our self-absorption and self-sufficiency… God’s sorrow lies in our refusal to approach Him when we sinned and failed.
Sorrow for sin and sorrow for suffering are ofttimes so twisted and interwoven in the same person – yea, in the same sigh and groan – that sometimes it is impossible for the party himself so to separate and divide them in his own sense and feeling, as to know which proceeds from the one and which from the other. Only the all-seeing eye of an infinite God is able to discern and distinguish them.
Beyond the preoccupation we all have with our needs, the rock-bottom reality of prayer is the sharing of experience. No experience–neither that of joy nor of sorrow–is full and complete until it is shared with God.
“God sees me,” is the sweet solace of the true believer. He knows the way that I take, will make that rugged way seem smooth. If perils and distress so shake the heart that plenteous tears give evidence of suffering, these tears are marked on high, and tender compassion will wipe them all away. The day has not yet come when there shall be no more tears. But the day is always present when they awaken sympathy in the Redeemer’s breast. He who wept on earth will soon wipe all tears away!
In this crazy world, there’s an enormous distinction between good times and bad, between sorrow and joy. But in the eyes of God, they’re never separated. Where there is pain, there is healing. Where there is mourning, there is dancing. Where there is poverty, there is the kingdom.