Learning to Weep Again
Week 25, Wednesday
Elizabeth Luter
A time to weep . . .
Ecclesiastes 3:4 (kjv)
Oh what a sweet relief. I gave myself permission to cry again. The last time I cried was as one without hope. My water storage dried up but it was eventually restored. My confidence in God and His abilities was at an all-time high. I realized that what I thought was the worst experience for me was also the most profound turn of events.
As new challenges pursued me, I remembered how Jesus turned my worst-case scenario into pure gold. My fear of missing out on the spectacular as God worked forced me to keep my eyes dry. I would say to my soul, “Be still; God is at work.”
How I long for the day when I can trust Him completely with everything that concerns me. The Lord has proved His love for me. My heart aches when I’m just a little off the mark. I am always on alert, carefully looking for new opportunities to practice my faith.
Life provides so many reasons to weep. As I was growing up, life really seemed so carefree. I never thought I would live long enough to see so many horrendous situations. However, I never thought I would be an eyewitness to the constant deliverances of the Lord. He always appears to step in like the hero in every dark movie. While the endings may vary, His rescue is always spectacular. The Word of God promises that one day the Lord will wipe away all tears from our eyes. I can almost imagine His gentle hands upon my brow.
The other day I caught a fresh glimpse of the Cross. I saw my sins and my salvation. Jesus was hanging in my stead. A sense of grief and joy came over me suddenly. As my grief and my joy collided in midair, I began to weep. Ecclesiastes 3:11 says, “He hath made every thing beautiful in his time” (kjv). I have the Christian journey to prove it. So “there is a time to weep” and I have discovered that at the remembrance of the work of Jesus, I am free to cry.
Father, how special to have You on the scene in every facet of my life. Though invisible You may appear to be, You always remind me that You’re there. I remain confident of the fact that although I cry today, tomorrow I shall rejoice! Amen.
My heart goes out to you for all the horrible situations you have gone through. My God bless you daily for all the work that you do for Him.
There are times when I feel like hiding my family in a bunker so that the world cannot harm us. Then I too remember that God is always with us and that He is in control and that we need to be a light in this dark, horrible world, because this is not our “home”.