This week-end many will celebrate love on Valentine's Day.
I am so thankful for all the faithful love in my life
but this year I feel an unutterable sorrow for so much brokenness!💔
And while the word Betrayal renews reverence for the word Faithful
it also leaves us grief-stricken with a sometimes-feels-helpless heartache,
to witness the ruins of shattered lives!
Is there any hurt more bitter and brutal than betrayal; When trust is broken?!
When spouses, friends, preachers, teachers, apologists, priests
betray those who trusted their love,
their counsel, their ‘wisdom’, their vows, their office.
One of Jesus’ twelve disciples betrayed Him, (with a kiss!)
Surely there is a sorrow more bitter than death!
That of betrayal!
When trust is shattered, love besot,
When what we thought was so, is not
When lie and liar are unveiled
When it seems, alas, love has failed
God, who, still trustworthy and true
Abides, resides, provides; He knows
The pain of thorns that pierced the Rose
He wept, while his beloved slept
Betrayed by a friend’s kiss, no less
He reaches down with hands nail-scarred
He understands; his brow thorn-marred
Who plumbed the depths of pain and grief
In suffering, ah, He is Chief
So then, whatever bitter lot
We can trust Him, no matter what
© Janet Martin
Nothing in all creation is hidden from God's sight.
Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes
of him to whom we must give account.
So we pray and pray for the broken, the betrayed,
and the betrayer, just as Jesus, Son of God though He was, did.
During the days of Jesus’ life on earth, he offered up prayers and petitions
with fervent cries and tears to the one who could save him from death,
and he was heard because of his reverent submission.
8Son though he was, he learned obedience from what he suffered
9and, once made perfect, he became the source of eternal salvation
for all who obey him...