There is a time to speak and a time to remain silent- an oxymoron to anyone who blogs! At any stage of life, under any set of trials we are tempted to say the wrong things. Sometimes I silently listen to the wives who suffer, knowing where they are coming from, and yet I cringe at the words that come tumbling out. What words can I give back that could possibly encourage? No easy answers are apparent for some of life’s most convoluted circumstances. For dry, thirsty, uncared-for women there is only one place to truly cry for help.
“O God, You are my God;
Early will I seek You;
My soul thirsts for You;
My flesh longs for You
In a dry and thirsty land
Where there is no water.”
As my cousin so aptly stated at her mother’s untimely funeral, “Life is much too hard to bear without the LORD”.
Cry out to God, dear sisters. He already knows what you are thinking and feeling. He knows your frustration, your fury when you know your chronically ill husband has checked out of life for a time, and you cannot- or your family will collapse. He knows that often you don’t even know HOW or WHAT to pray for your situation. Weary of the overload, you will crumble or succumb to temptations without His grace.
“Trust in Him at all times, you people;
Pour out your heart before Him;
God is a refuge for us. Selah”