remembering

i was laying on the hospital bed, covered with nothing but a thin, cold sheet. the second induction had failed. i was afraid, sad, empty and felt alone. my dream was over. ben was gone

no words could make me feel better

no bible school training helped

no fancy sermon gave me what i needed

even the hugs of my hubs could not take my pain away

everything i had known, lived for and believed in was shaken

the only thing i could say was a tiny, pathetic, heart broken word

jesus

jesus

jesus

i was taken back to that memory this morning when i read the below verse.

his mercies are new. everyday

and with that knowledge, i keep going



Lamentations 3:18-30

I'll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness, the taste of ashes, the poison I've swallowed.

I remember it all—oh, how well I remember— the feeling of hitting the bottom. But there's one other thing I remember, and remembering, I keep a grip on hope

God's loyal love couldn't have run out, his merciful love couldn't have dried up. They're created new every morning. How great your faithfulness!I'm sticking with God. He's all I've got left.

God proves to be good to the man who passionately waits, to the woman who diligently seeks.

It's a good thing to quietly hope, quietly hope for help from God. It's a good thing when you're young to stick it out through the hard times.

When life is heavy and hard to take, go off by yourself. Enter the silence. Bow in prayer. Don't ask questions. Wait for hope to appear. Don't run from trouble. Take it full-face. The "worst" is never the worst.

Why? Because the Master won't ever walk out and fail to return.

Posted by mel at 7:37 PM