Dear Brother StoveBolts, I know and have experienced the exact anguish and hurt you feel from such a loss. I know we can blame ourselves, others, and circumstances but it doesn’t ease the pain. One thing does and that is forgiveness, and how is that accomplished? praying for them that hurt you the most until you really mean it, and it will not quit hurting until you do. In fact instead of hurt it will turn to bitterness and in some instances blaming God; why did You allow this to happen?
Can you even understand what Jesus prayed for us that were responsible for Him going to the cross; read John Chapter Seventeen and wonder at the love, the forgiveness, and the sacrifice He made even though He knew beforehand what He would suffer.
I don’t mean to drag this out but my pastor once told this following story I hope give you the comfort God wants you to have.
There was the supposedly true story of a man that hated another person in the church he attended so much, he would cross the street to avoid coming face to face with them. Let’s call him Eugene.
The hatred grew worse to the point of wanting to quit attending the assembly, and he finally talked to the pastor about it. The pastor told him that he knew how to fix it, but that he knew the man asking wouldn’t do it.
Oh yes I will pastor, I will do anything to get rid of this hate. No you wouldn’t - Yes I will. Okay I want you to go home tonight and pray for Eugene for God to bless him before you go to sleep, and then first thing in the morning you do the same every day, and continue that for two weeks.
I will not do that ! I knew you wouldn't . Well I promised I would, and I will . (avatar faces inserted for effect, and I don’t know if I’m telling it right).
That night: God please bless Eugene; ….. …..God You know I don’t mean that, I hate that guy, and he goes to bed mad. The next morning was more of the same, but as the days went by the hardness in him began to soften, the prayers became longer, and the hurt he felt became less.
By the end of the two weeks, he again went to his pastor with a smile on his face and said, you were right pastor, I want Eugene blessed more than anyone I know, and the hate is gone.
I liked the story, because it helped me to understand some of what Jesus prayed for us, even though we didn’t deserve it either.
I love you Jeff as do all of us, and may God bless you abundantly in Jesus’ name.
Can you even understand what Jesus prayed for us that were responsible for Him going to the cross; read John Chapter Seventeen and wonder at the love, the forgiveness, and the sacrifice He made even though He knew beforehand what He would suffer.
I don’t mean to drag this out but my pastor once told this following story I hope give you the comfort God wants you to have.
There was the supposedly true story of a man that hated another person in the church he attended so much, he would cross the street to avoid coming face to face with them. Let’s call him Eugene.
The hatred grew worse to the point of wanting to quit attending the assembly, and he finally talked to the pastor about it. The pastor told him that he knew how to fix it, but that he knew the man asking wouldn’t do it.
Oh yes I will pastor, I will do anything to get rid of this hate. No you wouldn’t - Yes I will. Okay I want you to go home tonight and pray for Eugene for God to bless him before you go to sleep, and then first thing in the morning you do the same every day, and continue that for two weeks.
I will not do that ! I knew you wouldn't . Well I promised I would, and I will . (avatar faces inserted for effect, and I don’t know if I’m telling it right).
That night: God please bless Eugene; ….. …..God You know I don’t mean that, I hate that guy, and he goes to bed mad. The next morning was more of the same, but as the days went by the hardness in him began to soften, the prayers became longer, and the hurt he felt became less.
By the end of the two weeks, he again went to his pastor with a smile on his face and said, you were right pastor, I want Eugene blessed more than anyone I know, and the hate is gone.
I liked the story, because it helped me to understand some of what Jesus prayed for us, even though we didn’t deserve it either.
I love you Jeff as do all of us, and may God bless you abundantly in Jesus’ name.
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