Dear One....my Lord and Savior
I come to You, once again, asking for what I cannot provide for myself. There is no strength like Yours. There is no place safer than in Your arms....and of course the peace that passes all understanding....is what only You, God, can provide. No one......not any one individual.....understands like You do. Way too often, Lord....l wait too long to come to You for my consolation. Today, I will put that all to rest. It seems as if I do not it "write it outloud" , it doesn't get said. Atleast not sufficiently.
A few months ago now, You were there when a cousin of mine, died. You saw him. I like to think that he looked up as You held out your hand.... and said, "I knew You would come, Lord". A beloved son, and brother , his father and mother and siblings, have grieved for him. We all have. This young man had his life mapped out.....atleast, all that a young man just out of High School can plan. Out of the blue.....illness reared its' ugly head. Lord, when that happens.....we find ourselves reeling from news that nothing we do, can fix it . Even after years go by, we find it hard to accept that all we hoped for will not be realized. We find it hard to accept what we see happening. We find it too hard to accept what is.
Only believing. Lord.....will save us. When we are broken.....bleeding.....and can find no hope, believing YOU and only YOU will sustain us and bind our wounds, can we survive such sadness in our lives. That healing balm of Gilead, is a source of comfort to our souls. I ask that YOU, dear One, will minister to my beloved family. Their loss is ours too. We must bear each others burdens. This fullfils the laws You have given to us. These laws were made for our benefit. I pray that You would be near and dear to those of us who call on You.
A few months ago now, You were there when a cousin of mine, died. You saw him. I like to think that he looked up as You held out your hand.... and said, "I knew You would come, Lord". A beloved son, and brother , his father and mother and siblings, have grieved for him. We all have. This young man had his life mapped out.....atleast, all that a young man just out of High School can plan. Out of the blue.....illness reared its' ugly head. Lord, when that happens.....we find ourselves reeling from news that nothing we do, can fix it . Even after years go by, we find it hard to accept that all we hoped for will not be realized. We find it hard to accept what we see happening. We find it too hard to accept what is.
Only believing. Lord.....will save us. When we are broken.....bleeding.....and can find no hope, believing YOU and only YOU will sustain us and bind our wounds, can we survive such sadness in our lives. That healing balm of Gilead, is a source of comfort to our souls. I ask that YOU, dear One, will minister to my beloved family. Their loss is ours too. We must bear each others burdens. This fullfils the laws You have given to us. These laws were made for our benefit. I pray that You would be near and dear to those of us who call on You.
"Precious Lord, hold my hand.....lead me on, help me stand. I am tired. I am weak. I am worn. Hold my hand through the night...lead me on....to the light. Hold my hand, precious Lord, lead me on."
All of these words.....are my plea to You, Lord. I ask Your will be done in the name of Jesus. Amen.
All of these words.....are my plea to You, Lord. I ask Your will be done in the name of Jesus. Amen.
