As I have scanned through Facebook and twitter I have read and saw so much about the marathon. I saw so many people that have written about the terrible explosion. I read about all their prayers for Boston.
I've been praying too. I prayed for those people who I saw and read about. I prayed for Grant, a missionary running to raise money for a Christian camp. I prayed for his wife Miho and their two little girls, who had been planning on going to cheer him on. I prayed for the responders. I prayed for doctors and nurses. I prayed. A lot. And I still am.
I've heard a lot of people say they are praying for Boston. I've seen a lot of people write online that they are praying for Boston.
Friends, let me tell you a little about God, who listens to all these prayers. He is here. He is just as upset as we are. He hates evil. He loves us. He doesn't want us to hurt. He is love. And He loves our prayers. Because He wants us to run to Him right now.
My eyes filled with tears yesterday, when I learned Grant and Miho and the girls were safe. After that I know that God is listening. I cry out to God for all those who are suffering. And I know God is listening.
If you want to know more about this God you've been praying to. If you want to know about this love. If you want to be with people who pray knowing that prayers make a difference. Come join us on Sunday. We will grieve together. And comfort one another. We will pray for those hurt and those hurting.
The God we pray to knows hurt beyond anything we could imagine. The God we pray to has not stood by just watching from the sidelines but is overcoming hurt with love.
I had the worst headache yesterday. It wasn’t too bad in the morning. When I didn’t think it could get any worse, it did. Several times. I spent most of the day on the couch doing nothing. I don’t get ones like this often. Actually, I can only remember getting one before yesterday that was this bad.
I woke up this morning feeling much better. Yeah, there was some lingering pain from yesterday. I had a cup of coffee, and it seemed to be exactly what I needed. I’m writing now, so I know I can at least think straight. I feel like a new person (compared to yesterday anyway).
We’ve all gone through some tough times in our lives. More difficult than a one day headache certainly. Sometimes these tough times seem to last an eternity. It can be physical ailments. It can be relationship strains. It can be challenging co-workers. It can be any number of things. Sometimes all we can ask is “why?” We want all the answers while we go through the struggles. We convince ourselves that God had a reason for letting these things happen to us, but we want to know the reason.
I don’t always know the answer. I do know that when I’ve gone through the tough times, I look to God a whole lot more than when everything is going well. It reminds me of Psalm 18:2: “The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my savior; my God is my rock, in whom I find protection. He is my shield, the power that saves me, and my place of safety” (NLT). While things in my life may change, God never does. It doesn’t answer all my questions, but I find it comforting.
Are you going through a tough time? I encourage you to memorize this verse, or at the very least post it on your bathroom mirror. See what happens.
A few days ago I was walking up the hill past the church. I do that a lot since we live further up the hill, and we have to walk down the hill to the post office and credit union. Most everyone in town knows that not much was saved from the church after the fire. There I was walking, and a page from a hymnal was lying on the ground. I'm a curious person, so I picked it up. The hymn facing up was "God Will Take Care of You." The page has some burn marks, but I could read all the words. Please take the time to read through this hymn (see below).
I found this hymn to be most encouraging. God comforts us, when we need it most. The second half of the last verse I found particularly comforting. It says, "Lean, weary one, upon His breast, God will take care of you." Wow. That's what God has been doing for the last month. God has been holding this congregation upon His breast, and I am so thankful.
God has been laying on my heart to write a blog for a while, and I believe He wanted me to do it as our congregation continues on this journey. Sometimes I'll write about living out our faith, and sometimes I'll write about plans for a new building. Whatever God seems to be laying on my heart, I'll write about it. My goal is to post weekly or bi-weekly as time allows. Feel free to comment or ask questions.
This is written by Kathleen Blackey, follower of Jesus and co-pastor at First Baptist Church.