Weary Eyes

There have been times when I’ve cried so much that my eyes can hardly see. I know what it is like to experience deep pain and heartache. It is not something you would wish on someone else, including your enemy. I believe I’m stronger for having gone through such deep pain and heartache, but it sure is hard to be thankful or positive in the midst of it. The people of Israel and Judah were all carried away by Babylon and their city lay in ruins. They were in deep pain from witnessing what had happened to them, their family and their city. Check this out…

11 My eyes fail from weeping,

    I am in torment within;

my heart is poured out on the ground

    because my people are destroyed,

because children and infants faint

    in the streets of the city.

18 The hearts of the people

    cry out to the Lord.

You walls of Daughter Zion,

    let your tears flow like a river

    day and night;

give yourself no relief,

    your eyes no rest.

19 Arise, cry out in the night,

    as the watches of the night begin;

pour out your heart like water

    in the presence of the Lord.

Lift up your hands to him

    for the lives of your children,

who faint from hunger

    at every street corner. (Lamentations 2:11,18-19 NIV)

 

There are times when my eyes hurt so badly from grief that I simply need to close my eyes and rest. My tears speak volumes about my heart. My eyes are the windows into my soul and I can sometimes see pain as it approaches me. At other times pain appears suddenly. No matter what pain and struggle I’m in the middle of, I choose to hang on the Him in the middle of it.

Pressing On!

Dwayne