Pain In My Heart

Sailors on the high seas understand the significance of securing themselves to something strong in a fierce storm.

You learn how to adhere to what’s secure in a typhoon. Paul learned to adhere to what he knew to be accurate about himself and the Lord who held him in His grip.

While Devil punched and battered the apostle’s resolve, the Lord’s purpose was to humble him, to keep him from exalting himself.

Pride doesn’t reside in the hearts of the damaged, the split-apart, the hurt, or the pained of soul. Many years back I read these words : “Pain plants the flag of reality in the fortress of a rebel heart.” Mums and dads keeping vigil in the leukemia ward of a kids’s hospice don’t wrestle with issues of pride.

I am not qualified to offer you the intimate details of how Paul’s thorn influenced him. he does confess that he pleaded the Lord on 3 separate occasions to get rid of it from him ( v. And you know what? We might have done the same. You and I’d have prayed and prayed and pleaded for relief. I see fantastic transparency drafted in those lines. The world wants more proponents of Christ who embrace agony and trouble instead of reject them. How useful for us to see all this as God’s plan to keep us humble. Those lessons are learned in the ditchs of life. That’s precisely what occurred as Paul turned again and again to his Lord.