[musings, rantings, etc running through my mind]
God, I am so tired of this. I am tired of seeing my friends crumpled under the pain of living on earth. I could stop myself from thinking about it, but that won’t change the reality of their difficulties. Can’t you have a world peace day when all of my friends get a breather from all of the expectations being put on them, from the memories that haunt them, from the weakness that plagues them, from the pride that lies to them, from the insincerity they cannot escape? Please?
Be still and know that I am God.
I will not be still. God! Please, a cure. Healing. Rest. You define all of those things. Why all this pain? I know you want to refine us. I know that you love us THROUGH these things. But oh, give us strength.
Not only do I give strength, I AM your strength.
God! These are your people. Why aren’t you taking care of them?
Since when do you know what it means to take care of somebody? Believe that I am who I say and am. Trust. You know I love them.
I can’t see it!
And I suppose its not love unless you can see it with your weak eyes? Child, when will you trust me?
"He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed."
Daughter, I feel their pain. I feel it more than you do. I hate it as much as you do. But I know what I am doing. I died to give them life.
"Know therefore that the LORD your God is God, the faithful God who keeps covenant and steadfast love with those who love him and keep his commandments, to a thousand generations."