When The Answers Don’t Come…

Repost for those who have ‘hurting hearts’.

Sometimes we don’t know the answer.

My heart aches for all those in pain.  Precious children fighting the battle of cancer.  Special people I have met in my life who battle mental illnesses.  The single mother who feels so alone.  Those that can’t find a job and have children to feed.  Families who don’t speak to one another.  Soldiers who have fought for me, our country, and have lost so much.  People in the winter of their life whom have been forgotten.  The couple who I thought was ‘rock solid’ who are facing infidelity.  Those who live each day with scars from childhood.

Why, Lord, why?  Why pain?  If you are a loving God, why pain?

And then it hits me…whoever said love was all warm and fuzzy.  Love is hard.

I will always remember the feeling I had the moment my children were born…love.  Pure love.  Love like I never knew.  To the bottom of my heart, warm and fuzzy.  And then as they grew, I had to discipline them and that didn’t feel so fun and beautiful.  There were times that they disappointed me, and that was painful, my heart broke.   At times, love hurt.

Remember falling in love, the excitement, the enthusiasm, the flutter of your heart?  And then as you continued in the relationship, well, things weren’t always so wonderful.  arguments, disappointments, misunderstandings…but still love.  Love that at times, hurt.

God loves me and you so much that He gave His only son.  Heart wrenching, soul shattering, painful…love.

To die on the cross.  Pierced, bleeding, suffering…love.

To take away our sin…that we can have ‘everlasting life’.  That we can be with Him in paradise.  That we can join Him in a place that has no pain.  That we can live eternity with Him in heaven…and it will always be warm and fuzzy.

“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”  John 3:16

When the answers don’t come, when I cry out wondering, “why pain?”.  I know that God who loves us…sometimes,

hard, painful, suffering, love…

has the answers.  He is in control.  He has a plan.

And I keep praying…because I believe.

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About 49andcounting

Hi! I'm a mom, wife, grammy, sister, friend at that ALMOST 50 age!! (Okay, since I started this a few years ago...well, add a bit to 49andcounting!) How the heck did I get here so fast?!? I love, love, love- my girls, antiques, rural America, history, Jesus, junkin,the lake and my Big Boy...not particularly in that order. It's about time I change this profile a bit. After a year or living in our 5th wheel in beautiful Pennsylvania, My Big Boy and I are back to the Kansas Prairies. And there's just nothing like "Home Sweet Home". Hitting the Big 50 has its own unique, well...let's say...blessings :) So come along, laugh with me...cry with me...praise God with me...and let's do this 49andcounting thing, together!
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One Response to When The Answers Don’t Come…

  1. marilyn z says:

    Thanks for your love and support

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