The bible says that Jesus was a man of sorrows, well acquainted with grief (Isaiah 53:3).
I am glad.
That may sound like a strange statement to make, but who better to go to with your sorrow, your agony, your betrayal, your sadness than a Perfect example of how to deal with these things?
I am grieving. I am sad.
Jesus knows.
My heart aches. I have cried so much lately that my head hurts from the strain and my eyes sting from the saline.
Jesus understands.
I cry out to God, "Why? Why is this happening to me God? Why does this have to hurt so much?"
Jesus cried out, "My God, My God why have you forsaken me?"
I guess what I am trying to say is that even in the darkness of despair, I still see His light. I still can turn to Him. He is compassionate. He has promised that, "A bruised reed He will not break of fand a smoldering wick He will not snuff out." (Matthew 12:20)
I am bruised. I am barely a light. He will be my light until I can burn brightly again.
