I am learning there is something so intimate to the heart of the Father during suffering. Maybe because He watched His Son live a life of sorrow and rejection. Or maybe as Nicholas Wolterstorff says in Lament for a Son that maybe God's splendor is His suffering. Perhaps it's His sorrowful splendor that is too great for humans to look on His face and live...
"It is not therefore true the we become less through loss - unless we allows the loss to make us less, grinding our souls down until there is nothing left...loss can also make us more. I did not get over the loss of my loved ones; rather, I absorbed the loss into my life...until it became part of who I am. Sorrow took up permanent residence in my soul and enlarged it..." Gerald Sittser
Father, may I trust you during this season - come and enlarge my soul even through the means of suffering.
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there are moments when God simply is so close, there is an intermingling of tears, His and ours: it is a silent, hidden, pure and holy time when our souls are enlarged, washed and tenderized while hearing the Whisper "turn away from the pain and face Me ........"
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