Good Friday afternoon, my friends.
This morning in my bedroom I listened to part of an interview Rumana Monzur gave to the CBC. She is the BC student from Bangladesh who was attacked and blinded by her husband on a trip home to visit her daughter. I have no personal experience that could compare to the pain and suffering, physical and mental, that she is enduring, so please do not think I am judging her or anyone else who has dealt with (or is dealing with) similar circumstances. But it was her words that struck me. She said something to the effect that she had wanted to do something with her life, that she wanted to accomplish something. The implication is that she will no longer be able to do that. As I went down stairs immediately after hearing this, I walked into the kitchen and the radio there was playing Laura Story's song "Blessings" (if you are not familiar with it, I highly recommend you listen to it - just click on the link). I use the lyics below as our prayer today. I find the difference between these two outlooks really define what it is to trust in God. (Laura Story has faced some adversity too, which you can read about here.)
I think Ms Monzur's response is a very normal, human response, particularly "under the sun" which is a phrase Solomon uses in Ecclesiastes to mean "without God". With God, we can (hopefully always) see there is a bigger picture; that we know these words are true: "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future" (Jeremiah 29:11).
Grace and peace be yours in abundance,
Bruce
We pray for blessingsWe pray for peaceComfort for family, protection while we sleepWe pray for healing, for prosperityWe pray for Your mighty hand to ease our sufferingAll the while, You hear each spoken needYet love us way too much to give us lesser thingsCause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tearsWhat if a thousand sleepless nightsAre what it takes to know You're nearWhat if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguiseWe pray for wisdom
Your voice to hearAnd we cry in anger when we cannot feel You nearWe doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your loveAs if every promise from Your Word is not enoughAll the while, You hear each desperate pleaAnd long that we'd have faith to believeCause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tearsWhat if a thousand sleepless nightsAre what it takes to know You're nearAnd what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguiseWhen friends betray us
When darkness seems to winWe know the pain reminds this heartThat this is not, this is not our homeIt's not our homeCause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tearsAnd what if a thousand sleepless nightsAre what it takes to know You're nearWhat if my greatest disappointmentsOr the achings of this lifeIs the revealing of a greater thirst this world can't satisfyAnd what if trials of this lifeThe rain, the storms, the hardest nightsAre Your mercies in disguise
Laura Story
Bruce MacPherson |
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