Requested by SlimJim–Chosen, sung by Sidewalk Prophets.
I do wish this hymn could minister to me; I’m just about through. No more hope. God says No. Villains, thieves, liars, murderers–they party all the livelong day without restraint. Does He love them more than He loves us? Our harmless little loving cat, Peep, He won’t spare, He won’t heal.
I guess I can only ask you to pray for me and Patty. We’re the ones who need it now.
The Psalms speak of these very things. We, who are living in temporary bodies and circumstances, to not understand the ways of Almighty God. If we trust HIM, we can be sure He has our best interests in mind. His view is so much higher and greater than ours. Without faith it is is impossible to please God, so we cannot allow ourselves to come un glued over earthly circumstances no matter how trying they seem. I wish I could sit down with you and talk, but that is impossible, so sit down with your Bible and talk it over with the One who can really help. Meantime, I will be praying where I am.
Thanks, Erlene. My morale is just plain shot.
There’s little any of us can say to give you comfort at such a time. We all have to endure our Gethsemanes alone. Or even worse, be unable to help a loved one enduring the pain. But we’re all praying for you, Lee.
The alternative to this hellish trial is just not to love anymore. But we can’t live that way. Love always breaks your heart. But the alternative is to not have a heart.
You got it, Lee. Without love, what would life be worth.