Sometimes life really stinks. No, sometimes it just plain sucks. A fellow preacher and friend and lost his son several years ago on this day. I can’t imagine the pain that he and his wife have endured. I really can’t. I don’t ever want to know what must be their daily struggle. But my heart breaks for them. Just the thought of losing one of my kids is absolutely horrible. As I was thinking about them and praying for them this passage from Isaiah 40 came to mind:
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
29 He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
30 Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
31 but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
Father, we long for the day when your work will be complete; when the pain from this world no longer stings and the remnants of our sin no longer remain; when we can forever soar with you. Maranatha!