Clinging and Trusting

This afternoon I have the old hymn Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord to the Cross where thou has died.  Draw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord, to thy precious bleeding side.
My walk as a mother the last 2+ years now has been such a tough and painful one.  I've learned to walk this road of Sodom we've been living in the best way I've known how; on my face in prayer before taking another step.  You know what, the circumstances haven't changed as I wish they would have and even prayed they would.  They've brought me nearer to the Lord than I can ever imagine.  I've found myself clinging to the Cross in ways I hadn't before; with some wisdom that comes from suffering. 

Joni Eareckson Tada says pretty much the same thing in her book When God Weeps.  Last week I read where she said "Christ was paralized on the Cross."  He took that anger and frustration at His Father through His hanging there that only a paralized individual can fathom.  I can't imagine that pain and suffering.  Then I began to apply the same thoughts to my circumstances.  Christ was filthy with sex offense and the pain of that type of violation when He hung on the Cross.  If He hadn't, several members in my household would have no hope for their futures in a spiritual and emotional healing sense. 

As I began to take that in last week I found my soul lightened, anger subsiding and that peace that passes understanding when we are anxious for nothing began to appear.  Suffering has brought me to a place where my love for Him is so dear, so tender and my heart is filled with so much gratitude at the work of the Cross.  He's been so gentle in our anguish and allowed us anger, fear and sorrows all to bring us closer to Him. 

In turn I'm being as gentle and tender with my precious ones as I can.  Faithful to pray, love, greet, embrace and cheer as loud as I can while they grow.

Grace and Peace to each of you today as you Cling and Trust.
Kellie