Gosh, there are days - aren’t there?

I weep with sorrow; encourage me by your word.” Psalm 119:28 (NLT)

Gosh, there are days - aren’t there?

Rather, it seems are seasons.  Moments when it takes all we have to climb out of bed and join the land of the living.  Just because we are supposed to.  Not because we necessarily feel like it.  Shoot, if it depended on my “feeling like it”, I’d just assume stay in the fetal position for the rest of my life.

For real.

In this past week alone, I have attended the funeral of a beloved husband, prayed healing over a precious young son with the most perfect bald head, interceded for a broken marriage, wrapped my arms around forgotten children, and sent food to a sweet sister who’s father just suddenly passed away.  

And my heart aches…

I want to question God, “Where are You?  Do You see what’s happening here? When are You coming back?!”

And I throw a prayerful fit.  Because that’s okay to do with Him. God hears honesty.

Then I do what I’ve trained myself to do in these moments.

I run to the place where I find Hope.

And not the “wishful thinking that somehow my situation will find a favorable resolution” kind of hope.  I mean the kind of hope that “if nothing goes my way, I can trust that God has a plan to grant me the courage and grace get me through it” kind of hope.

Biblical Hope.

The “I’m trusting Jesus no matter what” - kind of hope.

Psalm 25:5 says “...all day long I put my hope in You.

Psalm 33:22 “...our hope is in You alone.

Psalm 120:5 “...I am counting on the Lord, yes I am counting on Him.  I have put my hope in His Word.

Like King David before me - I cry out, “Come quickly Lord and answer me, for my depression deepens.  Don’t turn away from me, or I will die.” (Psalm 143:7)

As a fellow wounded warrior of this life, I have found no greater comfort than the Word of God. This holy script brings a level of comfort to the depths of my soul like nothing else.  Because I’ve trusted in Jesus for my salvation, the Holy Spirit lives in me and uses the words on those pages to speak healing to my most broken of places.

Psalm 119:49 says, “...your promise revives me; it comforts me in all my troubles.”

Psalm 119:92 “If your instructions hadn’t sustained me with joy, I would have died in my misery.”

I can’t fix all the brokenness.  But the hope I have been given through Jesus gifts me with the ability to face life’s greatest disappointments. I KNOW that He can - and will - bring good out of every “not-good” circumstance.  

This is my hope: Jesus Christ. In everything. Over everyone. Jesus.

If you’re in a place of hardship today, my prayer is that you would allow the Word of God to pour over all your broken crevices today and begin the healing process.  Some things will take more time to heal than others.  I know.  But God is faithful.  He will do it.  Let Him begin speaking over you today.

Much love - Jayne