I'm in the middle of emotional pain. A part of me has died. I keep saying to myself, "It doesn't feel like Thanksgiving. It doesn't feel like Christmas. It doesn't feel like it's almost my birthday."
Everything is a reminder that nothing is the same. Every part of my life has been touched. I know I'm still grieving, but how long will it last?
I can't answer that. I am holding to the truth that God is working even when I can't see Him. He's working even when I can't feel Him.
The Bible says in Isaiah 53:3, "He was despised and rejected by mankind, a man of suffering, and familiar with pain."
I take comfort in the fact that God knows and He hurts when I hurt. I don't know how long I'll hurt, but I trust that He's making something beautiful out of my brokenness. Even when circumstances aren't good, He is good.
I've often heard it said, "When you can't stand, God carries you." I am confident He is carrying me through this season. I am determined to become a better version of myself through this.

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