‘May my prayer come before you, turn your ear to my cry; I am overwhelmed with troubles and my life draws near to death’ Psalm 88:1-3
This past week another great friend left his hospital bed, and battle with covid, and ran home to Jesus. Winter just got a little longer as the numbing cold of an earthly death is unwelcome to the family left behind.
In this Psalm Heman suffered for many years. He had a lengthy struggle with leprosy and was rejected by almost everyone he knew. The outlook was extremely stark as he stood toe-to-toe with death. He walked through many deep, dark and chilly canyons and God seemed distant and silent.
But, like Heman experienced, despair breeds hope. Spring is the season of new birth. The luscious fields and dancing colors ignite the soul with an inner candle that burns warm and long. What was once dormant is now awake and very much alive. Spring is the light at end of the canyon of winter.
Be encouraged brothers and sisters. It is by God’s design that we learn patience in the dark. The cavalry is coming and revival is near. An internal light will warm even the coldest of days, new birth will spawn and and we will have an invite to the greatest welcome home party that ever existed.
