“It rains on the righteous and the unrighteous.” That’s what God says. Seems so unfair, doesn’t it? I’m having trouble with this one. So much pain. So much pain that it’s unbearable. Years of pain. God promises to bear it for me, right? “Cast your cares on me.” I know that to be true but I’m just not getting it. No strength to cast. Can I feel God’s work in me? Can I go on with so much pain pushing me down, down hard. I can’t breathe.
Have you ever been there? What do you do? Where do you go in times like this? As I walk through life, I have faced rain and more rain. Hurt can cut to our very inner depths and I must ask myself what’s the purpose in rain. But right now I don’t even want to ask. Too weak. Don’t care. Numb. Overwhelmed. Lifeless. Speechless.
I hold on to him and his words. I speak truth into my heart when my heart doubts. I do what I have done in the many years past which has brought me through the most difficult seasons. It’s here again and I pull out those hopes that I have tucked away in my pocket. “He will repay me for the years the locust have eaten.” That’s what God says. But how? Repay how? I don’t know, but I do know that it may not look how I expect it to look, but yet will I trust him. He is above all. King of kings. Lord of lords. Creator of the universe. Almighty God. Our Comforter. Our Father. Our Friend. Our REDEEMER.
It will stop raining. For a time at least. Enough to catch my breath. He is close. God with us. That’s what God says, and I’m believing.
“The Lord is close to the broken hearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” Psalm 34:18