2 Corinthians 4:16-18 “So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.”
My wife and I just found out last night that the 16 week old baby that lie in the womb of my beloved has passed from this world to the next. Looking at the ultra-sound picture of my baby was the saddest sight I think I have ever looked upon. Yet it was equally probably the most peaceful sight as well. This child lay curled up with his hands near his face, feet up in the air and no movement of either body or heart. We have wept many tears since last night and I am hardly able to see my computer screen as I write this morning. My Bible tells me that this affliction we are facing is light and momentary. Light compared with the weight of glory we are being prepared for through this affliction. I see affliction. I don’t see glory. I ask why and see no purpose. I read and learn that the purpose is preparatory work for eternity which is intended by Jesus to produces a glory beyond all comparison in my families life.
I am comforted to know that the Lord is the one who has torn and broken me apart. I am comforted to know that the Lord strikes down to bind me up. I am comforted to know that the Lord does it all in love that I may know Him more through this suffering. He has suffered at a level that I (in faith) feel privileged to partake of. I am comforted to know that it is the Lord who slays me and so I praise his name. I am comforted to know that it is the Lord who has taken from me and so I will bless His name. I am comforted to know that it is the Lord who has ruined me and so I will sing to the one who is all I need. I love you Lord and look forward to the day when my eyes of faith can see your good and loving purpose. I can hardly bear to think that my beloved still has to give birth to the child you have torn from us. Please grant mercies to be sustained as you continue to bind us up.
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