Rachel Weeps...Forever

I look at the world around me. I listen to the news, to my friends, to my family. And, everywhere, I hear stories of sadness, see faces of despair...and my heart bleeds. I want to help, to heal, to love.

I read Matthew 2: 17 - 18 'Then what was said through the prophet Jeremiah was fulfilled: A voice is heard in Ramah, weeping and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because they are no more.' I think about the fact that all of this was prophesied so many, many long years before it actually happened, and then my mind ventures on to God. All those cries, all that heartbreak, all that despair have been echoing through His mind since before the beginning. I realize that God is God and I am human, but still, I wonder 'how can You stand it? How can You exist with the knowledge of every suffering past, present, and future before Your eyes?'

Then the answer comes, like a gentle whisper to my troubled heart: 'Because I can also see all the people like you.'

Tears of joy stream down my face, as I see how God has worked me, and thousands of others like me, into His rich tapestry of life and history. '...The Lord has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners.' (Isaiah 61: 1)

If I am faithful to answer God's promptings as He leads me toward those who need His help, then the Rachels of this world will be comforted.