I wish I could come to you today with words of great encouragement, but I am not sure that is the case. This has been a long week, filled with much prayer and many tears.
And in it all, God has been good.
Each morning when I open my devotional, the words are perfect. Even when I think they won’t be. Today was such a day. I opened the book to find the verse of the day was about Mary Magdalene at the tomb. I admit my heart sank a bit as I read the words. And yet, when I got into the meat of the devotional, I found these words: Our Savior is where our death seems to be. At the end of our hope, we find the brightest beginning of fulfillment. Where darkness seems the deepest, the most radiant light is set to emerge. And once the experience is complete, we find our garden is not disfigured by the tomb. Our joys are made better when sorrow is in the midst of them.
He came through once again.
He has heard my cries and seen my tears. He has held me. He has comforted me. He has spoken words of assurance and love. He has given me glimpses of hope when I think I have none. He has disciplined me when I start to stray from the path.
He has sent songs into my path…verses to my mind…all as a reminder that He is at work. He will receive the glory for the things that surround me right now.
Feeble though my attempts seem, I am praising Him for this storm and the sorrow it has brought to me and those I love. I am thankful for the way it has drawn me to His side. I am thanking Him in advance for the growth it will bring in my heart and walk.
I know this is short, but I have nothing more in my heart to say. I rest tonight knowing I am loved by an Almighty God. He is the giver of all good things. And on the other side of this wilderness is my Promised Land.
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