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I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

Oh, God, I hurt. 

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I HURT!

Oh God, this hurts. 

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

Oh, God, I hurt. 

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I HURT!

Oh God, this hurts. 

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

Oh, God, I hurt. 

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I HURT!

Oh God, this hurts. 

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

Oh, God, I hurt. 

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I hurt.

I HURT!

Oh God, this hurts. 

That was all day yes­ter­day, but espe­cial­ly dur­ing wor­ship at church. I was sob­bing. I need the promis­es in my face, to com­bat the pain. 

SUCH PAIN. Espe­cial­ly after his text.

What does that even mean? You’re still lying to your­self. How have you not made a mock­ery of our rela­tion­ship, of MY VERY EXISTENCE, these last 18 years? I don’t need to hear more of your self-decep­tion. I don’t need to make time so you can assuage your guilt and jus­ti­fy your actions.

My broth­er checks in with me often, some­times mul­ti­ple times dai­ly. And as always, he responds to my heart with Scripture.

Psalm 27

The Lord is my light and my sal­va­tion;
Whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the strength of my life;
Of whom shall I be afraid?
When the wicked came against me
To eat up my flesh,
My ene­mies and foes,
They stum­bled and fell.
Though an army may encamp against me,
My heart shall not fear;
Though war may rise against me,
In this I will be confident.

One thing I have desired of the Lord,
That will I seek:
That I may dwell in the house of the Lord
All the days of my life,
To behold the beau­ty of the Lord,
And to inquire in His tem­ple.
For in the time of trou­ble
He shall hide me in His pavil­ion;
In the secret place of His taber­na­cle
He shall hide me;
He shall set me high upon a rock.

And now my head shall be lift­ed up above my ene­mies all around me;
There­fore I will offer sac­ri­fices of joy in His taber­na­cle;
I will sing, yes, I will sing prais­es to the Lord.

Hear, O Lord, when I cry with my voice!
Have mer­cy also upon me, and answer me.
When You said, “Seek My face,”
My heart said to You, “Your face, Lord, I will seek.”
Do not hide Your face from me;
Do not turn Your ser­vant away in anger;
You have been my help;
Do not leave me nor for­sake me,
O God of my salvation.
10 When my father and my moth­er for­sake me,
Then the Lord will take care of me.

11 Teach me Your way, O Lord,
And lead me in a smooth path, because of my enemies.
12 Do not deliv­er me to the will of my adversaries;
For false wit­ness­es have risen against me,
And such as breathe out violence.
13 I would have lost heart, unless I had believed
That I would see the good­ness of the Lord
In the land of the living.

14 Wait on the Lord;
Be of good courage,
And He shall strength­en your heart;
Wait, I say, on the Lord!


Psalm 27:13 – I would have lost heart, unless I had believed that I would see the good­ness of the Lord in the land of the living.

This verse makes so much more sense to me today than it ever has. I can­not begin to describe the pain I have been wracked with since this week­end. Per­haps the wave of des­o­la­tion and heartache from mak­ing things offi­cial at medi­a­tion, has pierced past my sick­ness, and is roar­ing for atten­tion now. 

I’ve spent some time search­ing for the encour­ag­ing Scrip­tures and mes­sages I’ve found in the last three months, because right now, all I feel is pain and sorrow.

Isaiah 54:5–6

For your Mak­er is your husband,
    the Lord of hosts is his name;
and the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer,
    the God of the whole earth he is called.
For the Lord has called you
    like a wife desert­ed and griev­ed in spirit,
like a wife of youth when she is cast off,
    says your God.

Isaiah 62:2–4

The nations shall see your right­eous­ness,
    and all the kings your glo­ry,
and you shall be called by a new name
    that the mouth of the Lord will give.
You shall be a crown of beau­ty in the hand of the Lord,
    and a roy­al dia­dem in the hand of your God.
You shall no more be termed For­sak­en,
    and your land shall no more be termed Des­o­late,
but you shall be called My Delight Is in Her,
    and your land Mar­ried;
for the Lord delights in you,
    and your land shall be married.

Psalm 36:5

Your stead­fast love, O Lord, extends to the heavens,
    your faith­ful­ness to the clouds.


My broth­er didn’t send me Isa­iah 43, but I came across it as I was read­ing the oth­er pas­sages, and the chap­ter as a whole is for me.

Isaiah 43

But now thus says the Lord,
he who cre­at­ed you, O Jacob,
    he who formed you, O Israel:
“Fear not, for I have redeemed you;
    I have called you by name, you are mine.
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
    and through the rivers, they shall not over­whelm you;
when you walk through fire you shall not be burned,
    and the flame shall not con­sume you.
For I am the Lord your God,
    the Holy One of Israel, your Savior.
I give Egypt as your ransom,
    Cush and Seba in exchange for you.
Because you are pre­cious in my eyes,
    and hon­ored, and I love you,
I give men in return for you,
    peo­ples in exchange for your life.
Fear not, for I am with you;
    I will bring your off­spring from the east,
    and from the west I will gath­er you.
I will say to the north, Give up,
    and to the south, Do not withhold;
bring my sons from afar
    and my daugh­ters from the end of the earth,
every­one who is called by my name,
    whom I cre­at­ed for my glory,
    whom I formed and made.”

Bring out the peo­ple who are blind, yet have eyes,
    who are deaf, yet have ears!
All the nations gath­er together,
    and the peo­ples assemble.
Who among them can declare this,
    and show us the for­mer things?
Let them bring their wit­ness­es to prove them right,
    and let them hear and say, It is true.
10 “You are my wit­ness­es,” declares the Lord,
    “and my ser­vant whom I have chosen,
that you may know and believe me
    and under­stand that I am he.
Before me no god was formed,
    nor shall there be any after me.
11 I, I am the Lord,
    and besides me there is no savior.
12 I declared and saved and proclaimed,
    when there was no strange god among you;
    and you are my wit­ness­es,” declares the Lord, “and I am God.
13 Also hence­forth I am he;
    there is none who can deliv­er from my hand;
    I work, and who can turn it back?”

14 Thus says the Lord,
    your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel:
“For your sake I send to Babylon
    and bring them all down as fugitives,
    even the Chaldeans, in the ships in which they rejoice.
15 I am the Lord, your Holy One,
    the Cre­ator of Israel, your King.”

16 Thus says the Lord,
    who makes a way in the sea,
    a path in the mighty waters,
17 who brings forth char­i­ot and horse,
    army and warrior;
they lie down, they can­not rise,
    they are extin­guished, quenched like a wick:
18 “Remem­ber not the for­mer things,
    nor con­sid­er the things of old.
19 Behold, I am doing a new thing;
    now it springs forth, do you not per­ceive it?
I will make a way in the wilderness
    and rivers in the desert.
20 The wild beasts will hon­or me,
    the jack­als and the ostriches,
for I give water in the wilderness,
    rivers in the desert,
to give drink to my cho­sen people,
21     the peo­ple whom I formed for myself
that they might declare my praise.

22 “Yet you did not call upon me, O Jacob;
    but you have been weary of me, O Israel!
23 You have not brought me your sheep for burnt offerings,
    or hon­ored me with your sacrifices.
I have not bur­dened you with offerings,
    or wea­ried you with frankincense.
24 You have not bought me sweet cane with money,
    or sat­is­fied me with the fat of your sacrifices.
But you have bur­dened me with your sins;
    you have wea­ried me with your iniquities.

25 “I, I am he
    who blots out your trans­gres­sions for my own sake,
    and I will not remem­ber your sins.
26 Put me in remem­brance; let us argue together;
    set forth your case, that you may be proved right.
27 Your first father sinned,
    and your medi­a­tors trans­gressed against me.
28 There­fore I will pro­fane the princes of the sanctuary,
    and deliv­er Jacob to utter destruction
    and Israel to reviling.

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