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Many times I have
wondered, as I'm sure you have, just why we have to endure so much
pain and suffering in our lives. At one particularly bad time
in my life, when I was suffering from acute clinical depression, the
Lord gave me the following words of hope. I hope that you,
too, will find some comfort in them.

I OFTEN WONDER,
FATHER I often wonder, Father,
Why I've been
through so much pain,
And why, when I think things can't get
worse,
They do, time and time again.
 Sometimes I feel so lonely,
So afraid and full of doubt,
And wonder why it appears to me
That
You have shut me out.

I look at so many other people
Who seem so happy
and carefree… They look so fit and healthy;
The complete opposite
of me.
 Why should I be the one to suffer,
While others live a life
of ease,
For I'm the one who follows You,
But they do just as they
please.

Then I move a little closer
And
look into their eyes, And
through the window of their souls,
I see the fear they can't
disguise.
 They really don't have anything;
No love, no hope, no
friends, And I realise they do not know
Where they'll go when
their life ends.

Oh, Father, I now realise,
And
in my heart I know it's
true, That, if I had never suffered,
I would never have met
You.
 For it was only because I suffered
That I began to seek You
out, And found that You're the answer
In my times of fire and
drought.

And when I think again about my life,
And what I have been through,
I realise I'm only here
Because of
my belief in You.
 For there were times when I really thought
That
I just could not take
any more, But You were always with me,
To encourage
and reassure.

For every time I feel downhearted,
Or my
body's racked with pain, I only have to worship You
And my spirit
soars again.
 I only have to read Your Word
For my fear to
disappear, And, as I bow my head in prayer,
I know that You are
near.

So Father, please forgive my fear,
And
please disregard my doubt, For I know that You are always near
And that You will never shut me out.
 For You are my refuge and my
strength,
My Saviour and my friend, And I know that I will be
with You,
When my life on earth comes to an end.
Copyright © 1998
Christine Chipman. All rights reserved.







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