I remember the first time I was hurt by someone I trusted and respected. They had been a source of life and love for me in my spiritual walk and they had presented themselves as someone to count on. I’d reached out to confide in them and ask for advice as I had been feeling dull and lost. The needle of my compass wasn’t staying fixed on a direction and I was slowly sailing through the fog. To add to the burden of confusion, I had been beating myself up because I couldn’t figure a way out of the fog. It was certainly a hard place to be.
The response he gave was sharp and lacking poise. I walked away carrying a second helping of condemnation in my spirit. “How could you let yourself get here, Casey? Why are you feeling this way? What did you do? Who are you? Why are you here? Just give up and disappear.” Those thoughts surged like waves against the rock face of my heart and the internal confusion compounded.
It would be neat to say that in that moment Jesus showed up in a magnificent and profound way, but He didn’t. It would make for an awe-inspiring story to say that an angel appeared before me with an invigorating encouragement, but that didn’t happen either. I stood there staring into the abyss of nothingness. I was confused, lost, and disappointed in myself for allowing myself to even get into that place. Jesus eventually did show up though. Or, I should say, He eventually appeared to show up.
Years later Holy Spirit reminded me of that event. I winced. I attempted to withdraw from the memory but He was persistent. It was painful at first but when he removed the blood stained gauze that had become glued to the wound I saw something I didn’t notice before. What I saw surprised me.
Jesus was there all along.
When Holy Spirit brought me back to that event, I saw Jesus sitting there in that moment, turned towards me, with His loving and tender gaze fixed solely on me. His eyes, oh my goodness His eyes. I could climb Everest in one go with a single glimpse of those eyes. I could endure a life of nothing but pain, hardship, and suffering if I had but one look from His eyes. I could joyfully embrace a martyr’s reward with just one eye-locked moment with Him.
There was nothing but pure love, concern, and empathy in His eyes.
I noticed something else in that experience. I noticed I hadn’t once looked toward Him. I was sitting on the couch mentally pacing around my hurt and confusion wondering what on earth was going on, and I never once looked at Him sitting there next to me. As you can imagine, that experience resulted in tears streaming down my face. Good tears. Healing tears. He was so patient with me in that moment, and in all the moments since. He didn’t rush me through it. He sat there with me. He didn’t tell me to brush it off and put your big-boy pants on. He experienced the pain with me. He didn’t tell me to hurry it up. He endured it with me. Jesus has never responded to me in the way the other man did. His love is so steady. His love is unending.
Dear reader, Jesus suffers with you. He endures with you. He walks through the pain with you. He’s there, ever-present and ever-ready, to offer His healing and empowering embrace with His gaze fixed on you.
How do you move past pain?
How do you press on from hurt?
How do you navigate out of the fog?
You look into His eyes.
Written by: Casey Bolton Crocker
Some of you reading this will know quite well what it means to suffer, many of us have come from very dark places before we came to the knowledge of God. Some of us have even known what it’s like to suffer as a Christian. As we learn who we are in Christ, life’s circumstances seem to create the opportunity to suffer quite often, really. It is a normal human experience and this is no different when you become a Christian. A topic such as this is a highly personal one because we all experience its pain, but I believe that as new creations…
if our perspective can shift, the suffering in our lives will be a much more bearable experience and even a glorious one.
As you read throughout the entire Bible you will see plenty of suffering from practically the beginning, as mankind didn’t make it through Genesis 3 until suffering entered the world through sin and death. This seems to be something we all experience for ourselves early in life as well. We all understand what it is like to feel rejected, fearful, resentful, jealous, angry and hurt. We have all experienced the suffering of being sick, of hurting ourselves or seeing our loved ones hurt. Many of us have experienced death to some degree or another – if not we all will, and even when death takes one who might have been suffering, which led to death, we are still left with a sense of emptiness and a longing for a day where there will be no more suffering. And this is where Jesus comes in for many of us, and I was no different. Reading through the gospels and seeing his mercy and compassion on hurting people, one of my favorite things he said is: “Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:29-30)
Jesus is the solution for the suffering in the world as we see demonstrated through his life, but more importantly through his death and resurrection. We have experienced this hope, we have found meaning for our lives and all of our suffering in Christ – whether that is past, present or future. Theologically, we can argue that God doesn’t cause all the trouble in the world, or that he is causing us to suffer for his glory. Personally, I don’t believe he is. I believe we are experiencing this suffering because of a lack of God’s will in the world. Jesus tells us to pray “your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.” It seems clear that God is grieved by our suffering, so much so that he entered into it as a man and suffered the most that we might find freedom and bring about a new creation that will one day be fully established. So if Jesus came almost 2000 years ago, why are we still suffering?
We see the life of Jesus and the way he came “proclaiming the kingdom of God,” and after three years he was crucified. This was no different in the early church, and even today in many places in the world. The gospel is going forward and it will not be stopped, but whenever light is shined the darkness does not like it. In our western culture today we are blessed to be able to practice our faith, but that is obviously not so in all places of God’s world. As new creations, we get to partner with God in bringing reconciliation and restoration to this world, and that means there will be suffering as we continue to advance.
We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption to sonship, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what they already have? Romans 8:22-24
And this is the main point I want to make. Like a woman giving childbirth, she groans to give birth to her child. And like us, the more we know the ways of God, it will be like a groaning within ourselves and a longing to see God’s creation fully manifested in His glory. To see all things made new and an end of suffering. I remember when I first met Jesus it was like finding the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, or winning the lottery and nobody wanted to share Him with me. I would tell my friends and family, “let me be your burning bush, God is real!” and still they didn’t have eyes to see. I would tell them about the awesome things I was learning, about the supernatural things going on in my life, but still no desire or change. After about a few months of this struggle, I remember hearing from Jesus when I was at a point of feeling hopeless, “how can the people I love so much and who have seen me change so clearly not believe?” and I heard Him say, “follow me and they will start to follow.”
It took many years of loving Christians pouring into me and blessing and serving me that birthed the faith in my life. It was seeing them struggle with life and “suffering well” that planted seeds in my life that made me cry out to God years after I witnessed their lives, I wanted the hope they carried. Just because we are new creations and know the Lord, doesn’t mean life doesn’t still happen. The world is still not in a place where it was created to be, but we have hope. Hope that remains -hope and an answer to the evil in the world.
When we make up our minds that we will “suffer well” for the sake of the kingdom, that isn’t resigning our life to a life of suffering, or believing that God is causing us suffering. It is a point that we see past the problem and we know that God can use all things to bring about good, but many times we have to partner with him in doing so. Peter talks about suffering in his first letter.
- 1 Peter 3:13-18 Who is going to harm you if you are eager to do good? But even if you should suffer for what is right, you are blessed. “Do not fear their threats; do not be frightened.” But in your hearts revere Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect, keeping a clear conscience, so that those who speak maliciously against your good behavior in Christ may be ashamed of their slander. For it is better, if it is God’s will, to suffer for doing good than for doing evil. For Christ also suffered once for sins, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God. He was put to death in the body but made alive in the Spirit.
- 1 Peter 4:19 So then, those who suffer according to God’s will should commit themselves to their faithful Creator and continue to do good.
- 1 Peter 5:10 And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast.
These verses can be intimidating to some, or make God out to be the one who is causing us suffering, but that is not the point. The point Peter is making is that we will suffer for doing good. Jesus did, the apostles did, and many of the saints in our day are continually suffering because of their dedication to following in the ways of Jesus. It is an unavoidable situation because we do not yet see all things in subjection to him and we want to. We long the day when the whole world will praise His name, and we know that by suffering for doing good it changes things. The Apostle Paul was one of the biggest thugs out to get Christians before he met Jesus and look at what happened to him. In the book of Acts, chapter 7, Stephen was preaching the truth and was stoned for it. During the execution he cried out “Lord, do not charge them with this sin.” (Acts 7:60) Two chapters later Saul was radically delivered and had his name changed to Paul and he went on to write much of the N.T.
Many of us will never experience this type of persecution, but we can still bless those that persecute us. We can still love those who don’t want to love us back. We can still give up our right to be offended by those who trouble us and love the hell out of people. Doing good like this will change the world around us, and as the body of Christ this is what we suffer for.
And if you lend to those from whom you hope to receive back, what credit is that to you? For even sinners lend to sinners to receive as much back. But love your enemies, do good, and lend, hoping for nothing in return; and your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High. For He is kind to the unthankful and evil. Therefore, be merciful, just as your Father also is merciful. Luke 6:34-36
Written by: Andrew Strobel
Recently I had the opportunity to sit down with some dear friends who really needed some encouragement. Many years ago they went through a tragedy in the family, and ever since, they’ve been up and down – mostly down – and their focus has been mainly on the second coming of Jesus. I know, you might be wondering how that can become a focus for some Christians as a method of grieving, but to them, the second coming is the hope they hold onto as they wait for the day they can finally be reunited with their passed, loved one. They look forward to the moment when Jesus will appear in the clouds and take them to heaven, but while they wait, their hope in Christ – that’s supposed to bring freedom to their souls – only brings periodic torment and moments of confusion.
Now, I can understand why they might look forward to the second coming of the Lord as their source of hope, because it means all of the weight of grief they’re experiencing will be lifted and they will finally see the kingdom of God. But you see, even though I may understand why they think this future event of Jesus coming back with His kingdom is good and right to believe in, to be frank, I just don’t believe it myself. I can’t believe something in a way that brings confusion and torment to my heart. Yes, I believe Jesus is coming back, but if He’s returning because what He did the first time around wasn’t enough to set me free, and now I need Him to come back before I can live in freedom, then I must not understand what His first coming was all about – I must be missing something that happened in the past.
So, as I’m chatting with my friends about general stuff, I find an opportunity to share with them the freedom I’ve come to experience that simply came from understanding more about what Christ came to do during His first coming. You see, Jesus didn’t just come to be a lamb slaughtered during Easter in order to forgive us of our sins, and then rise again so He can leave us with just enough grace to last 2000 years until He returns with His whole kingdom in tow – no, He actually came as the King, born with parents whose lineage is royal, had His birth announced by the angelic servants of the kingdom He rules over, and He was given royal gifts by distinguished foreigners who were astrologers in the order of Daniel the prophet – the same prophet who interpreted a dream hundreds of years earlier, predicting the coming of Jesus the King and His kingdom.
What I wanted my friends to understand is that the kingdom came to earth when Jesus came the first time around – that they could experience the righteousness, the peace and the joy of the kingdom in the Holy Spirit of God now, even in the middle of their grief. We need to understand that the fullness of the kingdom and all of the glory of heaven has arrived on earth already and is totally accessible by anyone who choses to engage with its reality by faith. With people like my friends – who have been taught stuff about the second coming that undermine the achievements of Jesus during His first coming – when I bring up the dream of the Babylonian King, Nebuchadnezzar that the prophet Daniel interpreted – you know, the one about the statue with a gold head and legs of iron – they will immediately recall the misguided teaching that says it prophesies of the future kingdom; the kingdom of God that’s yet to descend from heaven, and this is where we get confused and tormented about the hope we’re supposed to have in Christ.
As this is the last blog of the year this website will post before Christmas day, I want to share with you how that dream that King Neb had was not only a vision of the coming kingdom of God, but that it predicted its arrival to happen on Christmas day. To give a little historical context, approximately 595 years before before Christ, Babylon invaded Judah – the tribe of Israel who are known as the Jews – and destroyed the Temple in Jerusalem, taking captive many of the Jewish people. Of these Jews was a man named Daniel. During his time in Babylonian captivity, Daniel had the opportunity to minister as a prophet of God and in one instance, he interpreted the king’s dream of a huge statue that had a gold head, arms and chest of silver, belly and thighs of bronze, legs of iron and ten-toed feet made partly of iron and partly of baked clay, with the dream ending with a rock cut out with no human hands, smashing all five parts of the statue to smithereens and then growing from a rock to a huge mountain filling the whole earth. After a quick reading of Daniel chapter 2 verses 36-45, you’ll find that the metal parts of the statue represent five earthly kingdoms, and then if you do a quick google search of the meaning to these verses, you’ll find a unanimous agreement as to the identity of the first four historical kingdoms – the gold was the Babylonian empire, the silver was the Medo-Persian empire, the bronze was Grecian empire and the iron was the Roman empire.
While I’m talking about this with my friends, they ask me about the fifth kingdom, and whether or not I believe the statue’s feet with ten toes represents a future globalist kingdom, that according to a lot of people, looks ready to emerge any year now. I suppose with the current conspiratorial threat of a new world order, theory or not, many Christians who don’t walk in the hope and reality of heaven on earth agree with the idea that things are getting worse and that this growing darkness is the fulfillment of biblical prophecy. My friends are of that number of believers who have allowed this prophetic dream to be only part-fulfilled in their mind and are waiting for the scary emergence of a world-wide empire ruled by the Antichrist. The reason this belief causes their hope in Christ to be periodically put into confusion, is the part of the dream that follows the fifth kingdom. You see, during the fifth kingdom with ten toes representing ten kings of a divided empire, God will set up a kingdom that will never be destroyed; a kingdom that obliterates all of the other kingdoms leaving their memory to blow away into nothing.
Did you notice what some Christians believe? If the fifth kingdom in the dream is indeed in our future, and God sets up His kingdom after it arises, that means the kingdom of God isn’t here now and therefore we shouldn’t expect the nature of heaven to show up in our daily lives, let alone in the affairs of the nations. If this is the true meaning of the dream, that only after the evil empire of ten ruling houses arises, God will finally establish His kingdom on earth, then I can understand why the grief of loss became too much for my friends to overcome. To them, a theological misinterpretation of Daniel chapter 2 has added to the confusion in their minds concerning the nature of God and their purpose on earth. As Christians, we’re called to be the light of the world, in other words, we’re supposed to carry the reality of heaven in our spirit and release it on earth, advancing the kingdom of God forward.
Here’s the point: the ten toed kingdom isn’t in our future, it was in our past, and to be precise, it was in full swing when the first Christmas happened. You see, when you read in the bible about Jesus fulfilling the prophecy of being born in Bethlehem, the reason Mary and Joseph had to travel there while she was full-term in her pregnancy was because Caesar Augustus called for a national census and that was the town where Joseph hailed from. That particular Caesar is known historically to have split up the Roman empire into ten provinces in order to maintain order due to their widespread dominion. It was during the time of those provincial kings that God set up His kingdom. In the dream, the thing that brought down the statue was a rock cut out without hands. This earthly element formed by unseen, divine hands was a prophetic picture of Jesus, conceived by the Spirit and born in human flesh.
Once I had gone through all the details of the dream with my friends, it was this next point that I wanted them to understand the most, and that is, when God put on flesh in the form of a man – the very second He was born on Christmas Day – the kingdom came to earth. The kingdom was inside of Him and everything He did on earth was a manifestation of heaven. So when Jesus began His ministry and went about preaching the good news of the kingdom, healing the sick, casting out demons and raising people from the dead, this wasn’t just to prove He was God, it was to demonstrate what the kingdom is like, what it’s like to live in the domain of the king and to dwell under His rulership. In the kingdom of God, people aren’t sick, oppressed by evil spirits or dead, instead people are free, they’re healthy, of sound mind and alive. During the first coming of Jesus, He revealed the reality of heaven in a tangible way that was destined to be accessible by all who believe in Him by faith. You see, the bible says that although Jesus was 100% God, by choice He emptied Himself and operated on earth 100% as a human, fully relying on God as we are called to rely on God.
The point of His first coming was to show us how to live as normal human beings, fully connected to God in relationship, hosting the reality of heaven and sharing the treasures of His kingdom with everyone, every day of our lives. You see, I’m not waiting for Jesus to come back in the future with His kingdom following behind so that I can finally experience heaven, because I know I can live in His kingdom today. It’s the reality of heaven’s freedom that enables me to have supernatural hope, unwavering faith and to know the surpassing love of God. My friends wondered why they couldn’t see the kingdom as I could – they questioned how the kingdom could be here already while the world seems so dark. I told them that the kingdom is within us to begin with, and it’s up to us to see the kingdom in our hearts and minds, so that by faith we can make it a reality. I suppose if I thought the kingdom was only going to arrive after the world falls apart, I probably wouldn’t have much hope either.
So this Christmas, remember the first coming of Jesus and begin to see the reality He demonstrated as being the reality God wants us to release into the earth. Should we be celebrating the downfall of society as a sign of Jesus’ second coming, or should we be celebrating the increase of His kingdom that’s been growing for 2000 years so far? – the kingdom that will continue to grow with no end as more and more people of faith believe in a future where earth looks like heaven and by that same faith take action to make it a reality. To me, Christmas is about the birth of a kingdom as much as the birth of its King.
As I left my friends that night, they took in what I had told them. They said that what I shared made a lot of sense, because they really do believe in the kingdom and they walk in its supernatural power with God. However, the thing they told me that spoke to them the most about what I shared, wasn’t the information alone, but it was the fact that they could see the freedom of the kingdom in my life. I believe the grief they currently suffer is lifting off their life as they partner with the purpose of advancing the kingdom of God in their lives.
Written by: Drew Fraser
A little over three years ago I got to marry the love of my life. I’ll never forget the butterflies I felt in my stomach as I waited to walk onto the stage. And shortly after, the sheer awe that I experienced as my beautiful bride walked down the aisle. Weddings are a time for celebration. They are a time of great joy and thanksgiving. And while my wedding day is without a doubt etched into my mind as the best memory of my life, the season surrounding that time of my life was one of complete misery.
To be clear, it had absolutely nothing to do with my wife or the wedding itself, or even the wedding planning process. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was dealing with what I now know to be a chronic immune system disease called eosinophilic esophagitis (EE). In short, this condition is due to an excess build up of white blood cells in the esophagus that causes constriction and difficulty swallowing. I have been a slow eater my entire life, and I’ve often had trouble swallowing my food. On four or five different occasions throughout my life, I’ve actually choked and had to receive the heimlich maneuver from friends or family members.
The EE was at the worst it’s ever been in the six months or so leading up to my wedding. I could hardly get any food down, and was basically on a diet of mashed potatoes, soup, and protein shakes. I lost an unhealthy amount of weight, and at six foot two, I weighed in at around 165 pounds the day of my wedding. This was an extremely embarrassing, exhausting, and miserable time of my life. Keep in mind, while all this was happening, I did not know that I had EE. Up to that point, doctors, psychologists, and therapists all thought I was just dealing with symptoms of anxiety. My anxiety was so bad that it was just causing my throat muscles to tighten up and make it feel as if I couldn’t swallow easily, is what they would tell me. I certainly did have a degree of anxiety that I had been dealing with since my teenage years, but this definitely seemed to be more than that.
Thankfully, after rigorous psychological testing to determine what was causing this degree of “anxiety,” a grad student who was reading my list of symptoms said that she learned about a condition in class that sounded similar to what I was describing. She referred me to a GI doctor and he scheduled a time for me to have an upper endoscopy. Sure enough, I had EE. In fact, my esophagus was so constricted that they could not even get the tiny scope to go down. They had to stretch it with a balloon-type instrument first.
After they stretched my esophagus and put me on a few different medications, I was able to eat much easier and within the next three months I gained about 40 pounds. That was about two and a half years ago. One would think that things are much better now, but that’s not necessarily the case. While my eating is certainly much more normal now, I still have to eat extremely slow, be careful what I eat, and I often experience indigestion and chest pain. More than that though, I’ve been dealing with some lingering anxiety symptoms for the last few years. You see, when you’ve had something lodged in your throat multiple times and needed someone to give you the heimlich, in that moment, you’re in a state of extreme panic and don’t know if you’ll ever take another breath. Plus, after being told that an actual physical condition was just “in my head” for several years, that led to much more anxiety, which produced many panic attacks. Most of those panic attacks felt like the oxygen was cut off and once again, I wasn’t sure if I’d ever take another breath.
Years of these experiences has led to my current predicament: a fear of choking again, a fear of losing my breath, a fear of not being able to breathe. As a result, I’ve become hyper aware of my breathing and often will try and “take over” my breathing on a conscious level. Many times this will lead me to hyperventilate until my face gets tingly and numb. This has happened dozens of times over the years, and often the only cure has been to take a prescribed anti-anxiety pill in the midst of it. Over time, I’ve learned to “deal with” these symptoms and I’ve become comfortably miserable. After things seeming to get worse again as of late, and having sought the Lord in prayer about it, I’ve decided to start seeing a therapist to focus solely on this one breathing fear / issue.
Very few people know any of this about me, as I don’t like to talk about it and bring attention to myself. I don’t want people to feel sorry for me, I don’t want to be misunderstood or labeled as “weak,” and I feel embarrassed because I know in my head that it’s all just an irrational fear. It’s not easy for me to share this with the world. So, this begs the question, why am I sharing all of this? Well, ultimately, my heart is that it will bring some much needed hope to someone else. But also, I want to explain how all this relates to God and the new covenant.
This blog talks a lot about the new covenant. The forgiveness we have in it. The freedom we have in it. The healing we have in it. I have always been passionate about the supernatural healing power of God. I love the fact that Jesus healed everyone who came to him that was sick and oppressed (Luke 4:40, Matthew 15:30, Acts 10:38). I’ve witnessed many people get supernaturally healed right before my eyes. Deaf ears opened, legs grown out, migraines dissolved in a moment, and more. I’ve even had the privilege of seeing others get healed through me laying hands on them and praying. However, in spite of all of this, I’ve yet to experience this same healing power of God in my own life. It’s left me questioning God many times. Why haven’t I been healed? I’ve been on numerous medications, seen many doctors and therapists, sat through deliverance and inner healing sessions, gone to healing rooms, and prayed persistently. All this, and yet still, nothing.
While it may be easy at times for me to doubt God’s healing power and His intentions, I’ve never been more convinced of His goodness than I am right now in my life. As I’ve come to a greater understanding of how to read the Bible through the lens of God’s covenant journey with mankind, my heart has drawn closer to the Father like never before. Despite my circumstances, I no longer have to question His true character or motives. I know that as a partaker in the new and better covenant, healing is God’s will. If Jesus is the perfect representation of God the Father (Hebrews 1:3), then I have to accept that my sickness is not His doing. If it were, then Jesus would have been in direct opposition to the Father throughout His ministry on earth. His ministry was one of healing. And it’s a ministry that he passed along to his disciples and us today as the church. Furthermore, we can see from Jesus’s prayer in Matthew 6:9-13 that the Lord’s will is “on earth as it is in heaven.” Obviously, there is no sickness in heaven. If God’s will being done means that earth would look like heaven, then I can rest in the sureness that sickness is not His will for me.
So, now to address the big elephant in the room: If it’s God’s will for me to be healed, then why hasn’t that happened? In all honesty, I have no answer. I don’t understand it, and I may not receive an explanation this side of heaven. However, I refuse to change my theology on healing just because I haven’t experienced it in my own life. Instead, I will line my theology up with what the word of God says and stand firm on that. I will continue to pursue my own healing for the rest of my life, and I’m hopeful that I will receive it. I’m hopeful because I trust in the goodness of my Father. He really is good all the time. It’s not just a cliche that I say from time to time, but it’s a reality that’s molding my relationship with Him.
One of my heroes, Bill Johnson, put it beautifully when he said, “You cannot hold God hostage to your questions. He doesn’t owe you an answer. If you want the peace that passes all understanding, you’re going to have to give up your right to understand. It’s called trust.”
I truly believe that my healing will one day fully manifest and I will have another great testimony to share with others. In the meantime, I will continue to boldly declare that Jesus is the healer and His will is that all would be healed. I will lay hands on the sick and expect that they will recover, and even if they don’t, I will still move forward declaring God’s goodness. And I will never, ever attribute sickness as something that is from God. We may not always understand why someone hasn’t been healed, but we can understand that sickness is a work of the enemy, and not of the Father.
So, if you’re reading this today and you can relate it to something similar going on in your own life, then I would encourage you to walk in the freedom that we have as new covenant believers. The freedom to not only receive healing, but also to admit that you’ve not yet been healed, and that it’s okay to not be okay. I believe the first step we need to take in order to receive healing is to admit that we’re not okay. Once we’ve done that, then God will meet us where we’re at and love us and comfort us through it all. He really is a good Father, and there’s no exaggerating His goodness. Whatever your situation, whatever your sickness, whatever your frustration, take it to Him today. He’s waiting with a smile and open arms to welcome you into His lap.
With unwavering hope,