I hear you Judy. I know your pain and your cry is a cry of anguish, and is dear to the heart of God Who is Love.
I can receive your pain into my own soul for in this way we rise into a life in Christ. Breathing in the heartache of pain not the stony hearts of denial or the self justified thoughts of law makers appeasing their fears with self gratifying agreement that you get only what you ask for and boy oh boy, they asked for it! Or, you get what you choose or you reap what you sow and you are blind because of the sin of your parents. Oh no! Not that. You are in the state you are in for the Glory of God! God is your cause, purpose plan and salvation. This Is how to receive the brethren. It is not to go and give a cookie to a serial killer locked up in maximum security or giving a sermon to poor hopeless widows. See God is all in all.
People refuse and recoil from seeing God in the epicenter of every crime, sorrow, loss, grief and death as having been authored by a Sovereign God who is not aloof or doting on peace meal platitudes of Oh I will pray for you or I’ll light a candle for you, or shed a tear for you or in the case of the one who can not tolerate such pain and turns away and prefers to thinking on those things only that bring a sense of unreality and partiality that bars out the God of all, doing all, causing all and Sovereign over all. Do you fight against every vitriolic attack on your comforts with feelings of satisfaction embracing thoughts of returned violence and vengeance towards your enemies and you wonder at the other parts of the world that are being drowned burned and violated by unrelenting waves of aggression and corruption. I know you don’t Judy. Do you see God in the centre of your circumstances right there with you on your cross. The thief who sees God in the centre of pain, is the one who is assured the Paradise of God, not in the duration of the suffering but certainly upon the endurance of it in the mindset of the one who sees God in the moment of grief. They receive that assurance that can only come from God right there next to you ~ that release from pain and death is reserved in heaven for such souls who cry to God and recognize Him.
What can anyone do for you or I. Can you make me live longer laugh harder or cry less? Can you unhinge the pain centre of the human brain or stop the circuit of agony in the veins of flesh? No. Only God can do anything at all. Others will spit, throw stones, go home to their TV or other form of entertainment that God authors for them that may even take them into addictions of despair and deeper poverty of mind to try to forget, as they wage war on forgetfulness not being anywhere to be found because God is there in the face, getting bigger, bolder, better and the pain gets worse as death gets nearer.
Have you seen the unconscious in the streets that walk into you or take your parking? They are willingly unconscious of you and I. They care only to safe guard their own feelings. So they do battle a battle with Hades. We see them and meet them as sent to burn off our skins and whip lash our souls as was the very flesh of Christ scourged with the blasting leather thongs tipped in iron blades that cut against His Body as happens to ours.
I know your cry Judy. I know your pain. No forsaking you but right there with you, helplessly nailed to my own cross authored for me, right up next to you and others who are crying too, not against, God but to God. Your pain is mine too, and that by contrast is small compared to the writhing thrashing vengeful humanity pressed against the goads of carnal dissatisfactions.
God controls everything and everyone and oh The carnal mind refuses and recoil from seeing God in the epicenter of every crime, sorrow, loss, grief and death as having been authored by a Sovereign God who is not aloof or doting on peace meal platitudes of Oh I will pray for you or I’ll light a candle for you, or shed a tear for you or in the case of the one who can not tolerate such pain and turns away and prefers to thinking on those things only that bring a sense of unreality and partiality that bars out the God of all, doing all, causing all and Sovereign over all. How it hurts. I know. I know. It happens to me too dear sister. God is there, and here, and inside the core of our suffering, author and finisher of our Faith.
It is human to avoid pain. It is Godly to feel it.
Mat 24:12 And because iniquity shall abound, the love of many shall wax cold. Mat 24:13 But he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved.
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