"Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light."
~ Jesus Christ, The Son of God as recorded in Mattew 11: 28-30 ~
The news a father never imagined would come upon his ears. A single father, receiving word from the doctors that his daughter, 9 years old, has been diagnosed with leukemia.
A knock on the door. She opens the door, and finds the officer on her porch, holding his hat in front of his chest; she falls to the floor as she knows and simultaneously screams in horror, "NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Tragedy, devastated by the 'suddenly' moment of the precious life of her daughter, gone.
A family receives devastating news of their son, a missionary, killed as he would not deny His Redeemer, His Salvation, Jesus Christ.
Another family, as though their hearts were forcefully pulled out of their chest experience a life altering moment, forever changed by their child's abduction.
A father, a husband, comes home to find no trace of his wife and children; she leaves behind a note to write what she could never say. He stands paralyzed as his eyes move upon the words; every word, a forceful stab as though he were stabbed violently with a knife. He falls to his knees, his face in his hands, weeping uncontrollably lying on the floor, as though it is over; his world seems to have ended. Regrets and the 'what if's' fly through his mind, meanwhile, his wife has been driving for miles; tears running down her face as she thinks, "What have I done?" Her thoughts are interrupted as she hears the voices of her children. Their little voices pleading with mommy to go back to daddy. Yet, the thoughts that came into her mind, she allowed to take over and the imaginations of what he must have been thinking of her led her away like a tsunami. She is like a victim within the waves tossed violently to and fro.
The scenarios of real life could be listed for a lifetime; yet, I stop as I hear and see the Voice and Hands of Truth. I can see what He longs to do. He desires in His great power with His amazing, strong, yet gentle hands to pull and hold close the victims of distress, tragedy and betrayal out of the swallowing seas of hopelessness.
It is as though I can see His incredibly massive arms dwarf the once perceived powerful seas and I see with amazing perspective. The roaring seas now look like a dribble of water in comparison to His mighty power. His arms of love long to hold them to His chest. His Everlasting, Powerful heartbeat and His Words of Life desiring to breathe new life over their seemingly lifeless bodies.
The Great Comforter,
The Strong Tower,
The All Powerful, Eternal Great I Am,
The Ever Present Helper in time of trouble weeps over these children and I can hear the Voice of Authority, the Voice of Jesus beckoning them, "Come! Come to me all who are heavy laden and I will give you rest. Come to Me! Come! Arise and run to me!" I believe as they run, before they can take their second step towards Him they would be swept away into His everlasting arms of love.
I am reminded today to reveal who is on the inside of me...the Holy Spirit, The Holy Breath of God. I must reveal by His power that God is Refuge, God is Healer, God is the Great Comforter, God is The Strong Tower, God is The Deliverer, God is The Restorer, God is The Redeemer and God is The Ever Present Helper in time of trouble.
How can we reveal Him? It can be the most simple, yet most powerful act...a touch on the hand or shoulder, an embrace, a prayer of hope. Wherever and whatever God leads us to do to reveal a glimpse of who He is, let us share what we have so beautifully received. For we have been given much and with what has been received, much is required to give back to others; no matter if I feel they deserve it or not...I'm one who received His eternal Love and I know I did not deserve it...but it was freely given to me and I freely received and so now I must freely give to others; revealing my Hope of Glory, Jesus Christ.
Psalm 62:7, 8
II Corinthians 1:3-4