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A taste of Christ's suffering
by Cat Van Hook
In a state of grief, do you choose to deny the reality of the situation, or do you face it head on, like a bull running for a red cape? I like to think that I face it head on, come face-to-face with the grim and ugly truth of the fallen world that we've inherited: that through man's sin, this tragedy of mine has happened. But I feel that I am weak, in a state of denial, in fact. Did this really happen? Why am I feeling so cold? Is this peace that I'm feeling a real peace from God, or am I turning off all real emotion just to escape the pain?
I believe that all suffering is common to man, that this pain that I am going through, once truly let out, is something that transcends cultural barriers and time zones. I don't ask the question "Why did this happen?" because I already know the answer. God allowed this to happen to me so that I can understand Him more, and so that I can have compassion for His people, both those who know Him now and those who will know Him. Jesus took on the ultimate suffering. What I feel is a grain of sand compared to what He felt. To realize that, in its fullest form, makes my suffering more of a humbling experience. It makes me love God and feel His love for me more than ever before. He loved me so much that He took on one million times the suffering that I have taken on to make it possible for me to live in paradise for eternity. This suffering that I am dealing with will, in the long run, bring peace to my soul. This newfound clarity and understanding of what Jesus did for us will forever alter my life. I am still weak, but He is strong.
Life is so hard right now, colder than a stone
I've never felt such pain, but I've never had such hope
I could wish my life was different, but then I'd miss your way
If I'm worthy of your suffering then pour it down like rain,
Pour it down like rain.
Lyrics — Allie Lapointe
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