twists and turns; I suppose I’ve heard that cliche millions of times in my life. Never has it made more sense than today. I can only hope that another cliche makes as much sense at some point: time heals all wounds.
Through the fog of tear stained eyes, my heart is broken today, not for myself. I wonder if this is how the Lord feels when I’m hurting? To have a child that hurts. To know that all you can do is offer refuge from the storm but that the storm will continue on its course. To hope that the refuge offered is taken, held onto, embraced.
WHAT YOU SEE FROM THERE
Here I am on bended knee. Can You see the pain in the tears I weep?
My friends tell me this too shall pass, and it won’t be long before they hear me laugh.
And yet it feels like You’re not watching, and it seems You’ve been unfair.
I’ll try to remember that I can’t see what You see from there.
The hour is dark as I face tomorrow. I lay at Your feet my aching sorrow.
In my weakness I’ll hold on to my faith; looking to Your unfailing strength.
And yet it feels like You’re not watching, and it seems You’ve been unfair.
I’ll try to remember that I can’t see what You see from there.
As I face the trials of this life, I will rejoice in Your Name.
Knowing Your plan is perfect, and greater than I can conceive.
And my heart knows, that You’ve been watching, and it’s not that You’ve been unfair.
I’ll try to remember that I can’t see what You see from there.
I’ll try to remember one day I’ll see what You see from there.
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There’s no pain to compare to the pain a parent feels when a child hurts. I heard a little about the situation and I want you to know my prayers are with you and your hurting child. If there’s anything else I can do, please let me know. She is a very sweet young lady who blesses many lives.
David, I haven’t a clue what’s going on, but certainly something is. Life’s trials are painful, but I stand as testimony that God and time do heal our wounds. Of course there will always be a scar, but even in time that fades away. For some of us, that happens pretty quickly, others take longer. It’s taken Brenda considerably longer to heal from losing Dawn than it has me, but each individual is different. Yes, it often sounds so cliche to hear that we must “trust God”, or “He’ll heal your hurts” or “give it all to Jesus”…all that is true, but we still must go through the trial. So, I trust that whatever is going on, you’ll remember that “He is the source of my strength, He is the strength of my life. I lift my hands in total praise to Him”…those words come from a Brooklyn Tabernacle song, and during the darkest days of my life, I took comfort in knowing that I could still praise God.
Be blessed.
Daniel
Big Jolly, you are doing the right thing….sharing your pain in your blog, trusting God in this dark period and showing to #1 how much she is loved and how protective is her Daddy. My heart is saddened as well but I know that your #1 has an incredible faith and trust in God and she, too, will soon be laughing again….no doubt about that. Keeping doing what you are doing!