Psalm 137:1-4 - By
the rivers of Babylon, There we sat down, yea, we wept When we remembered Zion.
We hung our harps Upon the willows in
the midst of it. For there those who
carried us away captive asked of us a song, And those who plundered us
requested mirth, Saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion!" How shall we sing the Lord's song In a foreign
land?
When this anonymous writer sat down…his reflections of the
great city of Jerusalem brought fresh tears to his face. His sorrow from captivity
was more than he could deal with in that moment…and he could not imagine
himself having enough energy to sing the great songs of praise to God that his captors
were asking for.
The captors made them sing anyway….and in my thinking that
was good thing. The heavy heart we have in deep sorrow and pain will cause us
to freeze in that season…if we let it.
Forcing ourselves out of bed….trying to find a way to cope with the pain
and grief…leads us straight to God’s lap.
Once we have crawled up in his lap…and let him begin to heal our broken …hurt
heart….we begin to see the purpose and a new season…a new song emerges from the
pain.
I think of Job….Joseph…and David. Men who suffered much in the life that God
granted them…yet each one forced themselves to keep searching for God. They never gave up hope that God would show
up…and restore them….fulfilling the promises he had made to them before their struggle
began.
Never let satan trick you into holding those tears that God created
inside you. God packed those tiny drops
of water with a healing power that you will never know until they are
released. They slowly wash the pain and
grief far enough away from your heart…so you will have room for the joy that
God has planned for you…the hope he promised in Jeremiah 29:11.
Father…I thank you for my own tears this morning. They fall in remembrance of the deep love you
once let me experience with Mitchell. I
thank you for the short time you allowed…a time of sweet memories that bring a
mixture of tears and smiles to my face. Thank you for allowing those powerful
tears to reveal a deeper meaning for life than just earthly love….for drawing
me close enough to you so I could find a way to love you more deeply. Thanks for sharing your lap with me…and
helping me to find joy again. Amen.
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