A Trustworthy God

There are some days when I simply have to sit in the pain. Be immersed in it, enveloped, absorbing it into my bones. It is at once a cracking raging thunderstorm scourging through my heart while at the same time a soft relentless drenching mist. This is a pain that swirls around me and inside me so that tears seem pointless. And yet they still fall. And where is God in all of this you may well ask. He is sitting in it with me. Feeling the same agony alongside me. His tears fall with mine. And he will wait with me until I emerge and then he will lift me up and carry me into the sunshine. I am forever thankful for my loving, compassionate, trustworthy Saviour.