Fairest of Them All or She Suffers

  

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My friend’s mom comes out of her accident practically unscathed!!

Thank-you God!

My sister-in-law has suffered for 20 years since the accident where she was broad-sided by an impaired driver and her survival was called a miracle, and why is it harder for me to say ‘thank-you God’ now through 'why-why-why' tears of misunderstanding?

Why is it so hard to accept answers so different from our desires?

Because we can’t see the finished picture!

Karen’s latest trial, Bell’s Palsy.

She suffers long and not by choice

But does not raise an angry voice

To question God, wail or lament

While we behold love’s testament

She suffers, those around her see

The beauty of humility

Fairest of them all, this saint

Wears suff'ring's crown without complaint

She suffers, through her hurt God spills

His strength where weakness yields its will

While we implore with thought and prayer

'The Lord to help her cross to bear'

© Janet Martin

As I watch her all of my life-complaints ever, seem pathetic...

Please, if you would join our prayers for Dave, Karen and family? 

Of Hugs and Holding

 

They draw and hold us near

A cradle in our grief

Enfolded in love’s arms

In tender-sweet relief

Compassion reaches out

Its consoling embrace

Comforts the broken heart

Within love’s kind solace

Lord, hold the suffering

And as our tear-drops fall

May we lean on Your arms

Beneath, around us all

© Janet Martin

  

One thing keeps re-impacting me as I view the images of the Oklahoma tornado; the arms, reaching, helping, holding, hugging...

Arms hold Tim Bosma's widow and child this morning at his memorial service in Hamilton.

Over and over I find myself praying, Oh Lord, hold the suffering and may they feel Your arms around them.

We live in a broken world but God's arms are open wide and He invites us to Him. He draws near to the suffering. "we never cry alone"