I guess comfort is an important commodity, isn’t it? We want comfortable clothes, we eat “comfort foods,” we lounge in or on comfortable furniture, we seek or give comfort with soothing words and platitudes.
Even the 23rd Psalm just oozes the concept of comfort: The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want, He makes me lie down in green pastures,He leads me beside the still waters, He restores my soul.
Sometimes, life is not comfortable. Strife enters relationships. Cable news spews disquieting images and stories. We allow ourselves to strive incessantly.We live lives measured in activity. We obsess about finances, our health, our weight. We experience illness, ours or others; we know the sting of death.
2 Corinthians 1: 3-4 says: “All raise to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. He is the source of eery mercy and the God who comforts us. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When others are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.”
Yes. Our sovereign God allows discomfort to serve His purposes. If we never experience want, or anxious moments, or times of trial, how can we extend sympathy to others? If we don’t feel, if our emotions don’t sometimes cause us to rush to the Lord for succor, if we steel ourselves from discomfort, will we ever function to bring mercy to others? If we never let our children experience hurt, will they ever learn to be strong? If we never venture outside our comfort zone, will we miss opportunities God places before us to do His will in a fallen world?
May I continuously remember that God loves me with a perfect love, and that I want to extend that to others. Today, may I approach all I see with an eye towards mercy. May I through words or actions assist those who are hurting. May I extend the hand of friendship to someone who needs a shoulder to lean on. May I bring comfort to a world filled with anxiety, worry, anguish, grief, tension, and striving.
A career teacher, with forty years of teaching language arts/English, Betty Jackson enjoys wordsmithing, writing, and reading as a vocation and avocation.Retirement is her "age of frosting," a chance to pursue postponed hobbies with gusto. She especially sends kudos to the Space Coast Writers Guild members for their encouragement and advice. Her five books, It's a God Thing!, Job Loss: What's Next? A Step by Step Action Plan, and Bless You Bouquets: A Memoir, And God Chose Joseph: A Christmas Story, and Rocking Chair Porch: Summers at Grandma's are available at Amazon.com. Ms. Jackson is available to speak to local groups and to offer her books at discount for fundraising purposes at her discretion. She and her husband soon celebrate their 47th anniversary, and have lived in New York, New Jersey, Iowa, and now the paradise of Palm Bay, Florida. Their two grown children and daughter-in-love, all orchestra musicians, and our beautiful granddaughters Kaley and Emily live nearby. Hobbies, and probably future topics on her blog: gardening, symphonic music (especially supporting the Space Coast Symphony Orchestra as a volunteer and proud parent of a violinist, a cellist, and an oboist), singing, book clubs, and co-teaching a weekly small-group Bible study for seniors. She volunteers and substitute teaches at Covenant Christian School, and serves as a board member of the Best Yet Set senior group at church. Foundationally, she daily enjoys God's divine appointments called Godincidences, which show God's providence and loving kindness.