That’s what I like to think my blog is: a store house of comfort.
A place that is real.
Caregiving wives have their hands full in a different sort of way. You and I need to feel we are not alone.
This week I received a lovely little surprise in the mail. A lady in our church mailed a new devotional to me. Her gift will go on my upcoming post “ways to help your hurting friend” list. So I’ve been taking time to rest, refresh, and read for my soul’s sake today.
Otherwise, this coming week is so busy, so stressful that I could just quit. Quit. Right. Now.
Ever had one of those weeks? Where does a caregiving wife go to hand in her resignation? Especially when the weeks and months ahead look just as intense!
Time for a focus reboot.
Time to quit for one day. One beautiful day in seven exists in which God Himself chose to rest from His creation labors. Time to sit and cry and read and pray in my chair in a quiet house (for the moment). So let me share from my beautiful devotional today, okay?
January 11…”Comfort, comfort my people, says your God. (Isaiah 40:1)
“Store up comfort. This was the prophet Isaiah’s mission.
The world is full of hurting and comfortless hearts.
But before you will be competent for this lofty ministry, you must be trained.
And your training is extremely costly, for to make it complete, you too must endure the same afflictions that are wringing countless hearts of tears and blood.
Consequently your own life becomes the hospital ward where you are taught the divine art of comfort.
You will be wounded so that in the binding up of your wounds by the Great Physician, you may learn how to render first aid to the wounded everywhere.
Do you wonder why you are having to experience some great sorrow?
Over the next ten years you will find many others afflicted in the same way. You will tell them how you suffered and how you were comforted.
As the story unfolds, God will apply the anesthetic He once used on you to them.
Then in the eager look followed by the gleam of hope that chases the shadow of despair from the soul, you will know why you were afflicted.
And you will bless God for the discipline that filled your life with such a treasure of experience and helpfulness. (No author given, just says selected.)”
This sweet comfort reads like a sermon on II Corinthians 1:3-6
“Blessed be the God even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,
the Father of mercies,
and the God of all comfort;
Who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble by the comfort which we ourselves are comforted of God.
For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us, so also our consolation abounds by Christ.
And whether we be afflicted it is for your consolation and salvation,
which is effectual in the enduring of the same sufferings which we also suffer:
or whether we are comforted, it is for your consolation and salvation.”
Praying you, too, will find comfort and strength for this coming week, dear sisters.