The same sorrow that sank her into sleep woke her up and as she opened her eyes, she remembered it was not a bad dream; it was a new reality.
Thanks for joining us for Wednesday’s Word with Kim-Evinda and Trench Classes United. Have you ever mourned over someone else’s choices, ones that caused you great discomfort or even pain and sorrow? Today’s blog offers comfort for such a time as this.
“Blessed are those who mourn for they shall be comforted.” Her first thoughts made their way into her journal. “Please help me to make You my source of comfort, Abba, and not resort to other things.” She understood on such a deeper level why people chose to run from their pain into unhealthy ways of coping. The problem was that the pain was so dense, so deep she was having a hard time sensing His comfort.
She reached for her concordance, knowing that a day started in His principles and promises would not leave her as battered and shattered as she was feeling now.
She looked up the first word that caught her attention, mourn. “Mourn: bewail, primarily for the dead.”
“Wow, talk about meeting me right where I’m at,” she whispered. Despite all her efforts, prayers and tears, her marriage was dead. She had known from the beginning of this season of betrayal that it had to die to be made new, but it was dead, beyond repair, beyond reviving and she was left staring at the pieces of her shattered heart.
The tears came hard and fast as the acknowledgement of it all rendered her poor in spirit, powerless, begging God to take the pain away. And what she read next validated her emotions: “but also includes any other passionate lamenting, a grief so all-encompassing it cannot be hidden.”
She needed to mourn, but she needed to be comforted too. Where could she turn for comfort, especially amid all her why’s and wonder? She began writing in her journal, daring to ask Him the million-dollar question: Why, God, did you make me stay?
“To show him grace, the love of Christ, to give him every chance to turn back to me.”
She remembered what their counselor had said: He absolutely loves you but would always say he did not deserve you. He was conflicted, tormented. This inspired another truth: He feels he doesn’t deserve me and my love, but he feels worthy of a Jezebel’s affections…because of what’s unresolved in him.
Verses of comfort flooded her soul, reminding her that there is a redemptive value in all things; He always has a plan to right what’s been done wrong, to turn sorrow into something significant; that His plan was to lift her up, not tear her down, to help her soar above it.
She closed her journal, comforted by the truth that Abba’s promises never lie, and His principles promised to take her higher.
Learning to Soar
PS: Please plan on joining me for my first live on SOAR. If you’ve ever had to mourn because of being betrayed or dismayed by someone’s choices, or you’re just curious about SOAR, you won’t want to miss this real-time journey of healing beginning Friday, July 30th @ 5:30 p.m.