"Where do you find comfort?"

This fall I took on a sweet 1 year old girl. She is very loving, giving kisses and hugs all the time. She has a very safe and comfortable life, yet every afternoon when she wakes up from her nap she wails like there's no tomorrow. She doesn't stop until she you pick her up, sit down, and start cuddling. If she gets put down at all within the next 15 minutes it starts all over again. Wake ups are hard for this little one, and that is an understatement!

During the last week this little girl and her hatred of wake ups was brought to my mind during a moment with the Lord. I was sitting on the couch early in the morning cuddled up with a blanket, weeping. There is a trial in my life, one that is long term apparently, that always brings me to my knees. It challenges me every time I choose to face it, and reminds me of just how weak I am, but more importantly, it reminds me of just how much I need God, His strength, comfort, and all that He is.  As I was crying out to the Lord for His comfort, I had this picture in my mind, of getting out of bed each morning and immediately curling up with a blanket in the Lord Jesus' lap. I know that Jesus longs to comfort me as long as I need it, that he doesn't roll His eyes at my big alligator tears, or put off welcoming me into His arms because He has just one more task to accomplish. Here's an excerpt from my journal on that day:

"Thank you, Lord for humbling me this morning, for showing me the picture of my weakness. I love that You are infinitely stronger than I, that you desire to meet my need in such a kind and loving away. I want to meet with You every morning, just like this."

I love that I can have assurance that He'll be there, every morning. Waiting for me.

Since I ended my time in the Psalms, I've started reading through the NT. In Matthew the Lord has confirmed again to me His compassion as He ministered to the people who were (Matt 9:36) "distressed and dispirited." I can identify with that, and the it says that Jesus felt compassion for those kinds of people. Oh man do I need compassion sometimes. Matt 11:28 says "Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest." Yes! Not only can I come to Him for comfort, but He will give me rest from my burden, my trial. I rest in His truth knowing that He is all that I need.

This morning in my time with Him I read about two blind men (9:27-31) who came to Jesus in order that their sight might be restored.  They called Him "Son of David!" They believed that He was God's Son. Jesus then asked them, "Do you believe that I am able to do this (restore their sight)?" I had to ask myself the same question. Do I really believe that if God chose to change my circumstance that He could? I do believe it, and hope with all of my being that He will. Now the question is, will I be content if He doesn't, knowing that He could? That is a much harder question, and is really where my battle lies. I'm so thankful for God's truth, God's comfort, and for a living, breathing, relationship with the all powerful God of the universe. It is in that that I find the patience to be content, and to praise Him in all things.