I’ve been thinking about something that happened a few days ago in our household. It’s nothing new. It has happened ever since my son was a baby. You see, he loves me and finds comfort in me, so whenever he has a problem or gets hurt, he comes to me. While mommy’s kisses have helped with hundreds of hurts, and I’m always amazed how much they fix pretty much anything, this time I saw deeper. You see, whenever my son gets hurt he doesn’t get mad or blame me for his pain. He doesn’t stop talking to me or wonder how come I made him go through so much suffering. It really is not my fault if he falls off his bike, disagrees with his friends, if someone is mean to him, or if he suffers the consequences of his choices. However, I have the responsibility and the power to help him feel better. I can either fix the physical wounds by cleaning them and covering them with a band aid, or I can help heal emotional wounds by listening, talking, and offering advice from someone who’s been there before. My son knows I love him, I want the best for him, and I will help him go through whatever it is hurting him.
So the other day we were working on a physics experiment that had surprising results. You see, we learned that if we have a small ball on top of a bigger ball and let both fall on the floor at the same time, the larger ball will transfer energy to the little ball, and the smaller ball will go flying fast up in the air. Unless it is stopped by some obstacle like, for example, a young boy’s face. In pain he came to me for hugging and some ice.
We live in a bad world where bad things happen all the time. Satan wanted to be king and has been showing to the universe the type of kingdom he can create. His kingdom is a complete disaster. People don’t get a long, get sick, kids are disobedient to their parents, do drugs, people die, disagree, and kill each other. Pain and suffering are a daily thing. So why is it that when we get hurt in this crazy world, we get angry and blame the only One who can give us comfort and make us feel better? God, our Comforter, is anxious to help us navigate through this world of pain. He longs to fill us with peace and strength. He wants us to know that everything will be ok. Yet when we are hurt, we blame Him, stop talking to Him, and even decide He must not exist. Unfortunately, I speak from personal experience.
Maybe it will be good to remember a few of the many promises about how much God loves us and wants to comfort us.
"God is our Refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble."
Psalm 46:1
"As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you."
Isaiah 66:13
"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit."
Psalm 34:18
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
Matthew 11:28
"The righteous person may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all."
Psalm 34:19
Next time you experience pain and suffering in this world, don’t blame God. It’s Satan’s fault. The enemy wants you to suffer. Instead, run to your Heavenly Father, the only One who truly loves you, who can comfort you, heal you, and help you go through difficulties with peace in your heart.
