“For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor, a lifetime. Weeping may stay overnight, but there is joy in the morning.”
Psalms 30:5 CSB
Sorrow is a guest; joy is a roommate. However great our present anguish, for the Christian it will be overwhelmed by the approaching joy.
Grieve the losses, beloved. Weep, mourn, lament. Pour out your heart like water before the Lord.
And also this: shield the flame of hope in God’s promises and kindle that fire through remembrance of His past mercies.
All shall be well. Tout va bien aller.
“God hath made many fair flowers, but the fairest of them all is heaven, and the flower of all flowers is Christ. When we shall come home and enter to the possession of our Brother’s fair kingdom, and when our heads shall find the weight of the eternal crown of glory, and when we shall look back to pains and sufferings; then shall we see life and sorrow to be less than one step or stride from a prison to glory; and that our little inch of time – suffering is not worthy of our first night’s welcome home to heaven.”
~Samuel Rutherford, The Loveliness of Christ
Don’t give up. Your life matters. Hope will be fulfilled. Courage, dear hearts.
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