These past few days we have seen so much rain in the New York City area, made me to question whether we were in the tropics. After running, fighting through such rain, one maybe beaten up, perhaps just want to chill on ones living room sofa and be comforted. Likewise, in the middle of a December blizzard, you might want to crawl up in front of your fireplace, under your comforter with a warm cup of chocolate or tea just relaxing waiting for it all to past.
Too often, it’s not as simple as cozying up under a soft blanket for the storm maybe raging as seen in an acute medical emergency, with abrupt onset of excruciating discomfort placing you at the mercies of a surgeon; where, you’re just praying that they get it right. In cases like these, many questions may arise, one issue may lead to another; For, these may be life or death situations which brings forth great uncertainties.
Yeah, life’s many storms will throw her winds, rains and hails at you; it will smack you off course in some unpredictable ways. It will place you against many hard walls, where you maybe forced to make some tough decisions, where comfort may not be easily achieved through ones own interventions.
At this level, you will need a much more reliable consoler, that of God Himself, who can comfort you against the greatest level of afflictions, natural, physical, or spiritual. When you’re in the middle of such storms, confused, perplexed, powerless and voiceless. What do you do, whom do you turn to?
I cannot begin to tell you how stormy these past few weeks has been, the storms have been increasingly complex, multifaceted, multidimensional, just raging. Yet, at every level of its complexities, I’ve been made to be still, peaceful, and comforted beyond all comprehension. Even at the eleventh hour when it was completely unclear the cause of my spouse’s sudden excruciating discomfort, I was comforted; For, God was with us, assuring that it was all going to be alright.
This morning, as I woke up, looked at her who had gone an entire night without any discomfort, I grew cheerful and I remember the words of God in 2 Corinthians 1:3-4, John 14:16-18, Romans 8:26 reminding me of His mercies and comfort within the many afflictions. Reminding me of our Helper, the Mighty Comforter, the Spirit of Truth which never lives us, ceaselessly intercedes with groaning too deep for mere words to express.