Pray For Those Who Are Hurting
And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless until the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ -- to the glory and praise of God.
-- Philippians 1:9-11
It was not a good day. Nothing spectacularly bad, just a day filled with aggravation. I had a plan for the day. That seems laughable now.
Guilt haunts my soul. My day was filled with little things. Things that don’t matter when the day is done. My life goes on as before. Who am I to get upset because my selfish plans didn’t come to fruition?
Sunday afternoon my cousin was badly injured in a farm accident. God was with him, along with his two young sons. His uncle lived nearby. A wonderful surgeon operated quickly. If the skin reattaches to the bone and he doesn’t get an infection, he should regain full use of his arm. It wasn’t the day he planned. And he still faces months of painful recovery.
A dear friend cares for her father who has Alzheimer’s. He’s in a nearby nursing home but lately he’s been extra confused. She is called at all hours of the day and night to rush to the nursing home and help the nurses calm him down. Her heart breaks a little more each day as she watches the man she adores slowly dying.
Another couple care for their adult daughter. She became a paraplegic when she drove too fast and ended up rolling her car off a mountainside. She was just a teenager back then. Now, one failed marriage and numerous health problems later she is a demanding young woman. She’s spending 90 days in a special treatment facility. Unfortunately, her parents have to keep going to the facility again and again to take care of needs the staff can’t or won’t take care of. There never seems to be any relief from the escalating demands.
I have no right to complain about anything. My life is wonderful. Really, it is. Small headaches and momentary aggravations are nothing to get upset about. And it upsets me that I let insignificant things bring me down.
I want to love those who are hurting a little more each day. I want to see in the hearts around me and really understand the pain of those without hope. I want to shine the light of Jesus on those who need it most.
Oftentimes there is nothing we can do. Not really. We can walk beside those in need and care for them. We can offer practical help with meals and childcare and visits. And we can pray. First and often, we can pray. Because God knows our hearts. He can focus our minds and our actions to best reflect His love. And that is how we should spend our days.