16 When I thought how to understand this,
It was too painful for me—
17 Until I went into the sanctuary of God;
Then I understood their end.
18 Why is my pain perpetual
And my wound incurable,
Which refuses to be healed?
Will You surely be to me like an unreliable stream,
As waters that fail?
20 And I will make you to this people a fortified bronze wall;
And they will fight against you,
But they shall not prevail against you;
For I am with you to save you
And deliver you,” says the LORD.
11 Now no chastening seems to be joyful for the present, but painful; nevertheless, afterward it yields the peaceable fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it.
(The Message ends that verse with: ...for it's the well-trained who find themselves mature in their relationship with God.)
4 And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.”
16 Your words were found, and I ate them,
And Your word was to me the joy and rejoicing of my heart;
For I am called by Your name,
O LORD God of hosts.
There are so many in PAIN.
I use the bigger font because as I started this, I felt overwhelmed by it. My heart cries for its own wounds and others' freshly cut scarred tissue. A dear friend asked towards the sky, "Why? Is it because of this..." My heart echoed a similar plea.
You bless us, Lord. We cried, then laughed, then thanked You for the blessings. That's all that I ask, tonight... for my eyes to be opened and solely focused on You and Your blessings.
YOU, MY GOD, ARE ENOUGH...
In Jesus Name I pray,