Every day, we have more reasons to fear. This morning, a well respected psychologist was interviewed and he advised us to keep our exposure to the news to no more than one hour a day. After that, it becomes difficult to keep a perspective.
Such advice reinforced again that without God there is no comfort, no peace, and no hope for the future. Many were kept awake last night by the sound of their own crying. Comfort was needed. Comfort was sought. Prayers for God’s presence were whispered through their tears.
You may be asking, how does God comfort me? He reveals Himself in scripture as a Father. He says that he hovers over me, as a mother hovers over the young in her nest. He dries my tears and He shares my tears over the things which hurt me. He sings over me as a mother or father sings a lullaby over their young child. He quiets me with His love when I’m beside myself. He often sends a dream that will convey a specific message of comfort. He will send someone with human arms to enfold me and give me a taste of what it’s like to be hugged by God.
Each nurturing way comes by way of scriptural promises. I must search for them and own them, memorize them and use them as swords when doubts and fears would take me into the shadows. Through them, God is whispering ~ “I’m here. Don’t be afraid.” “I’ll never leave you.” “You can trust me.” “Come to me, lay down your burden, and find the rest you’re seeking.”
More than two decades ago, I traded the inspirational idea of God’s comfort for experiential reality. One feeds my intellect; the other feeds my heart. God’s comfort is meant to be experienced and it’s there today for any of us who are overcome by current events. Not one bad headline can eclipse the good news that God has the last word on this broken world. He grieves with us, He comforts us, but He is working in power to redeem it all. What we see now is not what will be. PARADISE RESTORED will be the final headline.
I’m living in Your promises. Amen