“My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death,” he said to them. Mark 14:34
I’ve read the story so many times, yet never seen that one word. The word that breathes life into my circumstance. Overwhelmed. Jesus was overwhelmed with sorrow.
I find myself trying to hide the tears and keep them from falling, but they flow anyway.
Can one believe God and still feel the pain of the storm? Is it possible to have faith that He will bring healing and yet still find myself with a tear stained pillow?
My Savior did.
He had NOTHING but hope. He absolutely knew that His father had amazing things planned. He even knew every single detail of those plans. Yet, He was still overwhelmed with sorrow. Because there is sorrow in darkness.
I can’t help but think of that song. It’s Friday now. But Sunday is coming.
Yes, there is sorrow in the darkness. There is sorrow in the cancer. Sorrow in the drug addiction. Sorrow in the broken home.
It’s ok to be overwhelmed with sorrow. To let the tears flow. To pray and cry out to God on your face.
But Sunday is coming…
Can you hardly stand it?
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