I know some people who want to be martyred. Not me.
Torture? Rather not. Suffering is not something I ask for. I've told God that I don't want to ask for
it, so if it's something I'm supposed to ask for, He'll have to bring me to
that place of willingness. But I won't avoid suffering by doing something I don't believe in.
So sometimes I imagine what the people being imprisoned,
kidnapped, murdered, martyred go through; and when I pray for them, I don't
always pray for physical deliverance.
But I hope, somehow, that God's comforting presence will shield them
from the pain, the emotion, the mental torment; that peace will reign, and the joy set before them.
And it's my philosophy, that God is able to do that, in the
midst of hard times: to overwhelm us with His love. I count on it for my own trials, light as they may be by comparison. I feel hopeful that God's love will envelope me, and enable me to bear with grace the hard things that come. And, of course, I hope that God's love will enable me to dance with grace, rejoicing in good things that come.
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