Someone needs another sneak peek at the devotional I’m writing about learning to rest,
Whispers of Rest in the Storm.
Day 23 Rest in the Love of Christ
What beautiful words! God demonstrated His love. When my son died, I hurt so much I despaired, “Maybe God doesn’t love me?” In my brokenness, I couldn’t imagine God loving me and allowing me to hurt so much.
Maybe you are like me, and you struggle believing that Jesus loves you. Abuse and affliction steal our dignity and self-worth. Even the message we hear from the world is to be loved we must earn our place, prove our usefulness, and show our value.
We have to work for it.
Sometimes, while in the storm, we ask for a sign. In my weakest hour I asked for a sign that God loved me. I’m thankful I asked for a rainbow because they are more rare than pink sunsets. God denied me a rainbow, and I am so thankful that He did.
In the storm, I cried out, “God, if you love me, then save me from this hurt.”
He whispered back, “I already have. I sent my Son. He humbled himself into the womb of a woman. He experienced every human struggle, and did not sin. He is your sign that I love you. He paid the debt for all your sin. He ripped the curtain that separated us. Let my rainbow be my promise to not flood the earth, and enjoy the pink sunsets that I created to declare my glory. Let Jesus be the sign of my love for you. I will walk with you in your hurt. Depend on me.”
Every morning God whispers, “I love you! Look at Jesus and see how I love you.” Romans 8: 32 says, “He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?” These words sooth my aching soul in the storms of life.