It’s been a little over two months since my father died of pancreatic cancer. The images of his suffering haunt me. I tried to ease his pain but found myself to be helpless. I’m left with a broken heart. But, not one tear is wasted.
One thing I know. God is near the brokenhearted. In the midst of suffering, His Spirit ministers to us. He knows pain and suffering all to well.
Having experienced the love of Christ, it is impossible to deny this truth. In the midst of a dying father, there is pain with peace and there is sadness with joy. In asking ‘why’, I discover wisdom. In the foaming sea of emotions, truth is the lighthouse. God is near the brokenhearted regardless of how I feel at any given moment.
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” (Psalm 147:3)
With a broken heart, I confidently draw near to the throne of grace that I may receive mercy and find grace to help in my time of need.
In the final analysis, I don’t ‘need’ much in life. What I need is Grace. Grace is sufficient for me and mercies that are new every morning. That is what we all need!
Here’s the kicker. Grace can be a tough pill to swallow because accepting grace and God’s love goes against our self-sufficiency and pride. If I’m injured and refuse treatment due to pride, how can someone bind up my wounds so I can heal? If I need the care of another, I’m going to need to draw near to them to receive that care. It’s about recognizing our true needs.
Is your heart breaking over something today?
Draw near to God and He will draw near to you… He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.