This morning, on my way back home from taking the forgotten Social Studies binder to my son at the middle school, my iPod shuffled to Mercy Me’s song “Bring the Rain”:
“I know there will be days…when this life brings me pain…but if that what it takes to praise you…Jesus, bring the rain”
Last night in our study of Romans at my church, we discussed 8:28, the promise that all things work together for good for those who love God, those called according to His purpose. A glorious promise. A beautiful encouragement. Also a difficult truth, particularly in the midst of heartbreak and pain.
I thought of my friend whose son suffered a head injury horsing around with a group of boys Sunday. As a result of his injuries, he has undergone brain surgery and is now in a drug induced coma. His prognosis is uncertain. He is only ten years old. My friend and her husband are believers; they know their hope is in Christ and Him alone. They love God; they are called according to His purpose. The promise of Romans 8:28 is theirs.
But it is not a trite truism. It is a difficult and hard truth. How can seeing your ten year old baby in a coma where you are not to speak to him nor touch him and you cannot know yet what tomorrow will hold for him–how can that turn out for good? That song is right: life brings us pain, sometimes searing, crippling pain. This my friend knows firsthand.
But because of the promise of Romans 8:28, it is a pain laced with hope, however small and however elusive that hope may be today. For those of us who belong to Christ, our pain has purpose and we can rest in His sovereignty. We can trust Him. We can know peace in the storm.
This is what I pray for my friend and her family: Peace. Comfort. Strength. And for God in His mercy to heal and restore her boy, to the glory of His name. Let it be, oh Lord, according to Your lovingkindness…