Wait on the Lord

What can you do when someone you love faces gut-wrenching DEVASTATION & pain?

What if that loved one was Job? Or one of the countless barren women? Or Jesus Himself?

I find that all too often, we offer generic platitudes like, “He’s in a better place” or “At least she’s not suffering anymore.” Might I suggest that we instead spend time in prayer petitioning our Heavenly Father to intercede? Do not speak until God gives you the words. Sometimes, it’s better to just sit in silence; your nearness can be just the balm that a wounded heart needs. If you’re supposed to cook a meal, send a note or clean their house, the Holy Spirit will prompt you. There are many ways to offer loving support and ENCOURAGEMENT, however if we jump in too quickly, we can cause even more DEVASTATION.

Wait for the Lord; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the Lord . – Psalm 27:14 NASB

He gives strength to the weary, And to the one who lacks might He increases power.Yet those who wait for the Lord Will gain new strength; They will mount up with wings like eagles, They will run and not get tired, They will walk and not become weary. – Isaiah 40:29,31 NASB

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8 comments

  1. This is good advice, Barb. When my brother passes away, one of my dearest friends came and just sat by my side one afternoon. At the time, I didn’t realize how much her presence meant to me. We didn’t really even talk. We just sat. But every time I remember that difficult season, it was my friend’s PRESENCE that ministered the most to my heart and soul.

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  2. I’ve been SO thankful for my friends who knew how to be present with me during devastating losses. Some people are more naturally suited to it than others, but we all can listen to God’s guidance and learn how to do something when we see our friends in pain. Thanks, Barb!

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  3. I appreciate you suggesting we wait for God’s promoting before we act. Too often we move to the expected or what is traditionally done, failing epically to meet the need. My most precious memory is how my church family sat in the CCU waiting room with me when my mother coded and passed. They were just present. Silently praying but visible.

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