Most of the time, pain doesn’t make any sense. It just hurts.
I recently helped a courageous mother hold her feverish daughter on a medical table while a nurse probed with a needle under the little girl’s skin, trying to find a vein for an IV.
The sweet little one was afraid and screaming, tears pooling on her cheeks and rolling down the sides of her face. She was responding to pain in a very understandable and healthy way.
The daughter didn’t know that the IV would help her recover. She shouted over and over, with frantic gasps between her sobbing, “I don’t want it, Mama! I don’t want it!” But, with tears of her own, the mama held her little girl on the medical table, whispering reassuring words that her daughter couldn’t hear for the screaming.
Sometimes we find ourselves in painful situations we cannot understand – and we don’t want to understand. We want out. Because it HURTS. SO. BAD.
I’m remembering some painful periods in my life and thinking of dear friends who are stuck in pain right now.
May I remind you, friends, Who is holding you? You may question and kick and scream and tell Him you don’t want it. That’s a natural reaction to the pain you’re experiencing. No, I don’t know why, either. But, I know you have a loving Father, who cries to see you hurting. He has felt pain and feels your pain with you. And I believe that this – even this – He will work for good in your life.
Oh, how our Father loves you! Please, let Him hold you.
He will not waste your pain.
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ. (2 Corinthians 1:3-5)
