Yesterday was a very trying day for me personally... tears just below the surface all day, puffy puffy eyes this morning...
Start with a sinus/allergy headache that wouldn't give me a break, stir in a full-blown extended meltdown in the lobby of church by one of my kids (yes, if you heard a sound like someone being stabbed, that was mah kid), sprinkle a bit of salt rubbed into a raw, deep disappointment in our earthly life, and throw in a bit of hormonal action (!), and I had me a solemn day.
This morning I was reading in my Bible Study, Beth Moore's Breaking Free, which is about freedom in Christ, and read this verse:
Exodus 3:7 "I have indeed seen the misery of my people in Egypt. I have heard them crying out because of their slave drivers, and I am concerned about their suffering."
"I heard them crying out and I am concerned about their suffering". Notice a trend here? What a comfort just being reminded that God doesn't dismiss my pain. He doesn't say, "Buck up, trust Me!!" He does say "Trust me" (Prov. 3:5). But he knows the pain of suffering. So much more than my pain!
Psalm 102:17-18 "He will respond to the prayer of the destitute; he will not despise their plea. Let this be written for a future generation, that a people not yet created may praise the Lord".
Let it be known that I'm preaching to myself here.
May I praise the Lord.
I'll be more fun to read tomorrow. Promise.