Seven years ago, I lost my younger brother and grief came thundering in. The pit was deep, the trial long, and the accompanying feelings were formidable. After the fog began to clear, I was reminded of a passage from Luke that the Lord gave me right before my brother passed away.
“As the Father has loved me, I have also loved you. Remain in my love” (John 15:9).
When I became a mom to my first child, I was proud. I felt competent as a mother. My daughter, as a baby, was easy going, slept a lot, and had a good routine. I felt like I could handle life. Then I had my son.
During the Last Supper, Jesus “came to Simon Peter, who said to him, ‘Lord, do you wash my feet?’ Jesus answered him, ‘What I am doing you do not understand now, but afterward you will understand.’ Peter said to him, ‘You shall never wash my feet.’
During our recent study of John in our women’s ministry Bible studies, John 11:5-6 stood out to me in a particular way: “Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. So, when he heard that Lazarus was ill, he stayed two days longer in the place where he was.”
Why do fears that are small in the daytime terrorize us in the midnight hours? Why do we call trials “dark times” and depressing thoughts “dark thoughts”? Why do prisoners say that the worst part of solitary confinement is the darkness?
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