One thing I’ve learned from Facebook, is
that all of us are going through a lot of similar things. When one mom
complains of her child not napping, 5 more moms are there to say, “Mine too!”
When someone mentions her frustration with all the laundry piling up,
we all do a nod in agreement. And when another complains of
headaches, someone is there to say “I’ve been there and here’s what helped me.”
We all have common struggles with husbands, children, our work and stress load and just living life on planet earth.
But…
Our puzzles are all different.
One woman has a child with special needs while another is raising a gifted child.
One woman has a romantic, sensitive
husband while another has a husband who has anger issues and he screams
and yells at everyone in the house. (Wait, isn't that me??)
One woman struggles to make ends meet while another is going on her third vacation of the year.
One woman has a husband who doesn’t work while another is married to a workaholic.
One woman has a husband who sleeps in his own bed and who
calls everyday while another woman has a husband who is off to fight a war for weeks on end.
One woman is running a marathon while another suffers from a debilitating disease.
Our puzzles are all different.
And here’s the key…don’t think for one
moment that the woman with the Coach purse on her arm (who is on
her third vacation this year) has less problems than anyone else. Her
purse still holds junk–secret pain, dissatisfaction, and credit card receipts.
We’ve seen it on TV : famous music, television and movie stars commit suicide.
Why? They have it ALL! Because life is hard and we all have struggles
that beat us down and fame, fortune, power, and even health and wealth
can’t fill that empty void that God has placed inside of us that only he
can fill.
All of our lives are filled with
trials, hardships and times that truly no one else can
understand. I’ve even contemplated that hubby, who shares the same
house, kids, marriage and trials as me, does not really understand —
because he’s not married to himself! He’s married to me…and that
makes his puzzle different.
But Jesus…He sees and He knows.
Jesus understands.
He can sympathize with our struggles
because He was born to die for us. It is hard for me to imagine the
struggles Jesus faced…because when I’m tempted, often times I just give
in. For example, when my kids drive me nuts –I yell. Then I apologize. Or I need to comfort feed myself. I do, then I apologize.
Jesus felt temptation to the fullest
degree because He did not give in. He suffered deeply for us. We serve
a God who understands.
Hebrews 4:15 says “For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are–yet he did not sin.”
Our God is not a distant God –He came
near by dying on the cross for our sins and after he rose from the dead, his last words on earth were, that he would send
the Holy Spirit. The ultimate comforter to be with us, his children.
You do not walk this road alone. He is with you every step of the way.
Some days it may feel like no one
understands…until you hop onto facebook or a blog with a writer you
relate to. Often times I breathe a sigh of relief to find that my
marriage is normal or my kids are normal! My friends have
helped me through some of my greatest common struggles…but comfort
in my individual struggles, is harder to come by. And only found when I feel closest to my God.
Jesus said: “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28
He already knows your burdens. You need
rest…you might as well set down that burden and talk to Him about it. I
can guarantee you –He FULLY understands.
3 comments:
Very nice post - soooo true.........
Beautiful post! As soon as I finished reading it, I had this song playing my head. We had (still have) this CD by "The Donut man". There's a song on there "cast your burdens", that I love. Even though it's geared for younger children and my kids have outgrown it, I still listen to it sometimes. I love it!!!
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