JANUARY 11
MATTHEW 5:4_Blessed are they that mourn…
Join me in saying, “Thank You, Jesus!” Jesus not only knows, hears, and understands my mourning, He blesses me for it! How awesome is that?
How beautiful to know there is One who cares when my heart breaks. One who saves all my tears in a bottle (Psalm 56:8 KJV). Jesus comes to me in the midst of my pain. He takes the very thing which causes me deep sorrow and with time uses it to bless me!
That seems impossible – especially when I am in the midst of my pain.
But He is the God of the Impossible.
Always has been.
Always is.
Always will be.
That in itself eases some of the pain.
If I have no sorrow, I live in Heaven – the eternal Heaven. That time has not come for me, or you. Presently, I live in a fallen world where the devil and his powers of darkness are continually at work. And I mourn.
It is up to me to allow Jesus to minister to me in my mourning, or to shut Him out.
There are sunny days in life for me to grasp. Holding Jesus’ hand helps me grasp them.
PRAYER
Merciful God, Praise You for feeling my pain, for feeling my hurts, for understanding my mourning. Praise You that I am never alone in my sorrow for You are always with me. In the powerful name of Jesus, Amen.
Christ hears my cries—He saves all my tears!
The Works of Her Hands 