You have taken account of my wanderings; Put my tears in Your bottle. Are they not in Your book?
So often it can feel like God isn’t listening. That He doesn’t hear us or care about what we’re going through. This is especially true when we’re in the wilderness, the desert, the valley, or in the midst of suffering. We easily, readily believe the lie that we’re not good enough. That we aren’t loved.
It’s so easy to think, “If God loved me, then…”
Things would be easier.
Life would be kinder.
Only the evil people would suffer.
But He does love us. And often the times when we hurt the most are the times when we draw closer to Him and grow deeper in our relationship with Him.
“For we know that all things work together for good to them that love the Lord and are the called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28
They may not feel good. They may be incredibly painful. But we can rest knowing that they will work together for good.
The blessed promise in all of this is that He numbers our wandering and keeps our tears in a bottle. He hasn’t forgotten us. Me. You. No, He numbers our wanderings. He keeps our tears. He is there with you today. Will you rest in that? That He knows where you are, that you have been crying to Him, and that He will make it work for good?