Broken relationships.
Terminal illness and physical suffering.
Divorce.
A mother who has lost a child.
Cancer.
A girl who struggles with self-injury.
And there is so much more. It’s everywhere. The world is so broken.
Sometimes all I feel is the oppressive burden of this brokenness.
I long for the day when all things will be made right. I
long for the day when there will be no more mourning or crying or pain.
Oh Lord, haste the
day!
Someday He will make all things new. That day is not now. But
in the meantime, I find comfort in the fact that Christ has overcome the world!
And so we do not lose heart. And He has promised that His hand will
sustain us and His arm will strengthen us (Ps. 89:21). Still, I can’t wait for that day.
Come Lord Jesus, come quickly!
Isaiah 51:11
The ransomed of the Lord will return.
They will enter Zion with singing;
everlasting joy will crown their heads.
Gladness and joy will overtake them,
and sorrow and sighing will flee away.
They will enter Zion with singing;
everlasting joy will crown their heads.
Gladness and joy will overtake them,
and sorrow and sighing will flee away.
AMEN. Even so, Come LORD Jesus!
ReplyDeleteMy prayer every single day. I have come to believe that part of the way our trials and suffering refine our faith is by making the promise of Heaven precious to us. A deep desire to dwell with God in His dwelling place is a sweet gift that can grow out of our suffering, if we will allow it to flourish.
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