Today, I found this encouraging poem that reminded me afresh that God cares for me. No matter what I go through in this life, He is with me. The difficulties, trials or afflictions that pained me at times, are actually working together for my good in God's wonderful providence.
God is doing a deeper work in my soul to make me what He wants me to be. God is conforming me more and more to the image of Christ. The process is painful but necessary. This is the only way I can bear fruit for Christ.
This reminder helps me to see my difficulties and afflictions due to bipolar or depression, panic attacks, stress and other difficulties, from a different angle and to value what God is doing in me through them. It helps me to face every tomorrow with God's strength and grace.
I know God loves me and He is with me. God has His purposes in all that I am going through and He will accomplished His purposes in and through me. I am a weak vessel and an instrument in the hands of a mighty God.
I humbly submit to His will and pray that I may learn to glorify Him even in the furnace of affliction because He has promised never to leave me nor forsake me (Hebrews 13:5).
If you are going through a very difficult and painful time now or suffering in some ways, I hope this poem and the reminder that God cares for you will bring some comfort and uplift your heart to Him Who loved us and gave His Son for us for nothing shall ever separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:35-39)
IT MATTERS TO MEABOUT YOU
My child, I know thy sorrows, Thine every grief I share; I know how thou art tested, And, what is more - I care.
Think not I am indifferent To what affecteth thee; Thy weal and woe are matters Of deep concern to Me.
But, child, I have a purpose In all that I allow; I ask thee then to trust Me, Though all seems dark just now.
How often thou hast asked Me To purge away thy dross! But this refining process Involves for thee - a cross.
There is no other pathway If thou would'st really be Conformed unto the image Of Him Who died for thee.
Thou can'st not be like Jesus Till self is crucified; And as a daily process The cross must be applied.
Just as the skillful gard'ner Applies the pruning knife, E'en so, I too would sever The worthless from thy life.
I have but one sole object - That thou should'st fruitful be! And is it not thy longing That I much fruit should see?
Then shrink not from the training I needs must give to thee; I know just how to make thee What I would have thee be.
Remember that I love thee! Think not I am unkind, When trials come to prove thee, And joy seems left behind.
'Tis but a little longer Until I come again; What now seems so mysterious Will all be then made plain.
Take courage then; and fear not! Press forward to the prize, A crown of life awaits thee, Glory before thee lies!
- Alice C. Lefroy
Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God? But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore; ye are of more value than many sparrows. (Luke 12:6,7)
This photo is taken by my brother-in-Christ, CW Fong. Thank God for his kindness to share this lovely picture with us.
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What do you think of this poem? Do you also see God's works in your life through your trials, pains and sufferings? Can you find comfort in God's love even through your difficulties or sufferings?