Tonight as people are hurting physically and mentally, I find myself with insomnia and racing thoughts hurting for them up all hours of the night.
I feel their pain deep in my soul and I want so desperately to help and take it away.
I don’t know why God have me such a huge capacity to feel people’s hurts but I do.
I don’t understand God’s ways. Why do great believers have to suffer so much? Why are people taken from this earth that are dearly loved? Romans 5:3-5 says,
More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.
In our eyes it is painful to lose those we love but as believers we know they are going to heaven which is much more amazing than earth.
Revelation 21:4-8 states,
He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”
He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.”
He said to me: “It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To the thirsty I will give water without cost from the spring of the water of life.
Those who are victorious will inherit all this, and I will be their God and they will be my children.
But why god, why?
As one who has suffered physical and emotional agony I do not want my loved ones to experience pain, heartbreak, trials etc.
I weep when they weep. I weep even when they are not weeping. I cry out on their behalf demanding answers I don’t get.
Because God loves them. That’s why. Because every person he loves is refined and sometimes by hellacious fire. Agony so deep that you beg for heaven.
God I don’t know why you are allowing my loved ones so much torment but I pray that you either relieve it or bring them to you.
I am but a vapor and know not the ways of God. I am but a sheep who needs it’s Shepard. Help me to lie down in green pastures and wait on how to suffer with my loved ones. Show me how you want me to use my hands feet arms and mind to bring love to them.
Make it abundantly clear my role in serving you and serving them.
I pray you release my friends and loved ones from pain. Release. Release. Dear God, release.