It’s not hard to find a sad story in our world.
One has just to turn on the news to find overwhelming stories filled with deep pain. Or enter into the life of a friend and walk closely enough to hear of current or past sorrows. Cancer. Tumors. Trauma. Abuse. Disease. Disorder. Crime. Murder. Bitterness.
This morning, I opened to Psalm 27 and these words struck me (verses 4-6):
One thing I have asked from the Lord, that I shall seek: That I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord, and to meditate in His temple. For in the day of trouble He will conceal me in His tabernacle; In the secret place of His tent He will hide me; He will lift me up on a rock. And now my head will be lifted up above my enemies around me; and I will offer in His tent sacrifices with shouts of joy; I will sing, yes, I will sing praises to the Lord.
In these words, there is a promise of being protected and covered in times of trouble. Not that we won’t experience trouble, hardship, and overwhelming pain in our lives… but that in the midst of them, our heads and hearts will be lifted. We will be comforted. We will be healed. We will have joy again. I love the picture in the Bible of beauty coming from ashes, and life coming from death.
As I was taking these words in, one of my favorite artists came on my Pandora station. The words of the song are my prayer for my own heart, the hearts of those I love dearly, and the hearts of those suffering terrible tragedy in the world around me.
Come and rest here
Come and lay your burdens down
Come and rest here
There is refuge for you now
You’ll find His peace
And know you’re not alone anymore
He is near
You’ll find His healing
You’re heart isn’t shattered anymore
He is here
You will find Him here
I will rest in You
(Kari Jobe, “Here”)