In the midst of all our lives there are dual combinations that seem to never get too far from each other: Joy/Sorrow. It is hard to explain how in the midst of a great move that many are still in such need, that there comes loss and pain. Recently dear friends of ours lost their youngest son, we wept and mourned that loss with them and though no one can truly understand the shortness of some lives we can see that it is not something that does not affect God. Yeshua wept at the loss of Lazarus though He knew that he was going to be raised soon. He wept over Jerusalem for the coming desolation that they would suffer; though He knew that one day they would turn again to the Father and be restored. We live in a fallen world, yet we do not despair because there is not only hope but the knowledge that this physical life is not the end, it is not all that there is. I find many being confused by the sorrow of this world, the burdens we bear and the joy of the Lord and the promise of futures beyond our scope of imaginings. We tend to relate earthly sorrow with somehow having failed to have obtained the perfect walk with Abba since such a horrific thing has come our way, or we dismiss someone’s obvious sorrow for something that we see as temporal, admonishing them to look to the future and ‘get over it’. Truth is we are physical and spiritual beings and sometimes this middle ground we walk can seem confusing and wearisome. The only words I can utter at this time for those facing loss, in the midst of sorrow is we do not have to walk this middle ground alone. Yeshua came so that He could assure us that we are not alone till the redemption time comes and tears will be wiped away. We can have peace not because everything is going right but because peace is a person, Yeshua, Himself, it is found in relationship with Him as He leads us to the Father. We find hope because He overcame death, hell and the grave and offers that to us as well. We are not forsaken; we are not forgotten in those hard times. Weeping comes but so does joy in knowing that He who holds all things catches each tear and one day they will all be wiped away by that nail scarred hand and the joy will then be eternal for we will be with Him in the way that we long to be now.
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