Sorrow is our John the Baptist, clad in grim garments, with rough arms, a son of the wilderness, baptizing us with bitter tears, preaching repentance; and behind him comes the gracious, affectionate, healing Lord, speaking peace and joy to the soul. ~Frederic Dan Huntington
I know very few people have an easy life. And I know more people have a difficult life. Some have to watch their children die of starvation. Some have to watch their children/spouse/family member/dear friend self destruct with drugs/alcohol/sex. Some have constant pain that no medication can bring relief. Some have heartache that doesn't seem as monumental as the others, but just as real.
And those who turn to The Cross, have the advantage of peace amongst the storm. When they cling to it.
Will this be the year when I am released? Will it get worse ( though I can't imagine) before it gets better? Will I see the fire as refinement or whine because I am tired? Probably a bit of both.
But John the Baptist, was an important part of the story.
And I will embrace John, bitter tears and all, and find the grace & healing.
"I give thanks before You, Living and Eternal King, that You have returned within me my soul with compassion; [how] abundant is Your faithfulness!" Jewish prayer upon waking up.