Category Archives: Suffering
Why did Jesus not go to Lazarus when he was sick? And why does He not rescue me when I need Him the most? Does He not care? How could waiting have been loving?
At the cross, Mary may have wondered, “What happened to the promises of God? How could they end this way?” And yet the pain she endured was for a plan greater than her wildest dreams…
This Thanksgiving story reminds me that the things I’m most grateful for are often borne from the thorns in my life, that have made me more dependent on Jesus.
I am tempted to think that my response to private suffering doesn’t matter. But my response to suffering always matters; an unseen watching world is always looking on from the heavenlies.
Joni demonstrates what God can do in a life yielded to Him as she points to a magnificent God who is beyond compare, who can elicit genuine praise in the midst of deep suffering
I don’t like being dependent on others to meet my needs. I’d rather do it myself. And yet this forced reliance on God has proven to be an incalculable blessing.
I have begged God so many times for deliverance and was denied. But I found that it was in the denial of those very things that I had begged for, that brought me closest to Him.
Replacing “what if” with “even if” is one of the most liberating exchanges I have ever made. I’ve seen that even if the worst happens, God will carry me.
Our lowest emotional points bring our most significant growth, our greatest dependence on God and our platform for ministry. It is in these low points that God does His deepest work in us…
It’s so easy to discourage our friends who are suffering, by comparing them to others, minimizing their struggles, offering unasked for advice. Here’s what NOT to do…
I went through a period of agonizing waiting, looking for signs of whether God would give me what I prayed for. Though the wait felt excruciating, God had changed me in the process.
In a dark period in my life, a friend encouraged me by telling me how hopeless the disciples and Mary must have felt on Good Friday. But they didn’t know one important thing…
I was bullied as a child and never told anyone. I buried my feelings deep and didn’t know how much that impacted me until God showed me the truth about who I am.
Natalie Grant’s hit song Held was written by my friend Christa Wells, and the first verse was inspired by my son Paul who died at two months old.
I left a healing service unchanged. The pastor said my faith was too weak. But in the not being healed, the crying out to God, the trusting him when it hurts, I have seen God most clearly.