Today I feel sad. For the first time I really didn't want to get out of bed. I had to finally force myself.
I read todays devotion from "Streams In The Desert".........
Chance has not brought this ill to me;
It's God's own hand, so let it be,
For He sees what I cannot see.
There is a purpose for each pain,
And He one day will make it plain
That earthly loss is heavenly gain.
Like as a piece of tapestry
Viewed from the back appears to be
Only threads tangled hopelessly;
But in the front a picture fair
Rewards the worker for his care,
Proving his skill and patience rare.
You are the Workman, I the frame,
Lord for the glory of Your Name,
Perfect Your image on the same.
Parts of this are very hard for me to swallow but I'll keep trusting.
1 comment:
Amen! What a beautiful poem.
Remember that even our Savior asked His Father if it was possible for the cup of suffering to pass from Him. But He trusted, as you are doing, and He accepted, as you are doing.
The Lord knows, and understands, how surreally difficult this cross is for you to carry. We may never understand . . . but I pray that He sustains you, however He will.
I wish your pain could be taken away. I wish words could do more for you and for Erynn. God bless you.
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