Saturday, November 29, 2008

Beauty From Pain

Sometimes I can get depressed and I know others do also. This world does hurt, but there is still beauty in it and if you allow it... it can overcome the hurts.

This summer heartache hit my family. One of my dads best friends died from a shocking massive heart attack. A month later my beautiful cousin Brittney Rokasky was killed from a tragic car accident. The sorrow of death was overwhelming.

In this fallen world that we live in we see pain every day. Whether it be a fallen solder, the death of a loved one, the tragedy of a shooting, or even an unkind word to somebody. “How do we live with this?”

Recently a dear lady at my church found out she has a incurable deadly disease called Lou Gehrig's disease . The doctors tell her she has only two years to live. In times like this we often ask “Why God?” I have asked this question many times...“God, I do not understand. God, help me to understand.”

I know God looks at death differently. We see it in a dark way. They are gone forever. Which yes from here they are, but forever they aren’t. They are going home.

This year has been very hard ,yet there has been some good things... some very good things that would not have happened without the hardships. I have grown stronger in the Lord. I see life differently then I have ever had and I think ever will . Life is a beautiful thing , life is good , God is good. Life is not just nothing, it’s the love of friends and family, the joy of laughter with each other, and the gift of another day. Enjoy life, because tomorrow is never promised.

As I look back on my friends and families sorrow, my pain, the heartaches of this world., and the question of “How can we live in times like this?” I see and remember this...

“Praise be to the LORD , to God [my] Savior, who daily bears [my] burdens. (Ps.68:19) I will praise You because you are my help and my deliverer; O LORD. (Ps.70:5) Father God, I praise You because you are a shield around me, O LORD; you bestow glory on me and lift my head when I am weary or despised.” (Ps.3:3)

In times like this we can get angry at God , but God does not bring pain, he brings beauty from the pain. He bears our pain with us. Brittany's mother, my aunt, is finally turning back to God. A prayer that has been prayed for many years. Beauty from pain .

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