My pastor has been preaching through Genesis and this Sunday we read the beginning of Genesis 21. In this chapter, God’s promise to Abraham and Sarah was fulfilled- their son Isaac was born.
He said something in his sermon that really blessed me, and I want to share it with you. So often we pray for the things we’re waiting on from God- a new job, a baby, a spouse, healing, restoration of a relationship; but not very often do we ask God for the patience and the endurance to wait for those things. God’s timing is perfect, and we should put to rest any expectation we have of understanding why or how or when God does the things that He does. If he has made a promise, He will keep it. But not on my time or your time. This was a hard, but necessary, truth for me to hear.
You see, I have been in constant, unwavering pain for 14 years. For half of my life I have not known relief. From the top of my neck to my tail bone my spine hurts. I’ve seen every kind of doctor and specialist you can think of. I’ve had all the tests done, all the images taken, all the blood work drawn. I’ve seen every therapist recommended. I’ve taken supplements, used essential oils, changed my diet, tried prescriptions, and increased my exercise. If you can think of a way to try to heal, fix, or solve my unknown, undiagnosed problem, I have tried it.
I am weary. I am exhausted. I am tired of being in pain.
I have received no promise from God for healing in this life. Oh, how I wish I had! But God has given this promise about Heaven-
That is a promise I can cling to, a promise I can remind myself of when I feel like I can’t make it through the day. While I may not receive healing in this life, I know that a whole, well, pain-free body awaits me in Heaven.
God also brought another promise to my mind during the sermon:
Praise God that the strength and endurance I need to live with this pain, to hope and rest in His promises, is not found within me! It’s found within an everlasting, all-powerful, and all-knowing God. He knows my pain, He has allowed it to be part of my life for my good and His glory- and He will restore me one day. But today, through the pain in my joints, through the headaches, and through the frustration that my healing hasn’t yet come He will renew my strength. I can run this race and not grow weary, I can walk with Him and not grow faint. That is a promise I will cling to.
Friend, your pain may not be physical, it may not be constant, day in and day out, but it is real, and it’s going to wear you down unless you take it to the Father. Let Him carry it for you. I’m speaking to myself, as well! I’m so bad about laying my pain and frustration at the feet of Jesus. Let’s do it together, right now. He can handle it, I promise. He bore the Roman cross- an execution with my name on it, with your name on it! I know He can handle this, too. Rest in His promises; He hasn’t broken one, yet.