The Grace of Pain

I just got back from a dream vacation. God blessed me with ability to do something I have always wanted to do. I went on a road trip. Yay! So, as I sit here before Him in the Blessed Sacrament thankful with a heart filled with joy, I can't help but proclaim "God is good".


God is good, not because of the good things He has given me, but because He is goodness. You see, if you give your child vegetables when they are asking for chocolate, they won't see you as good, but you are. You have their heath in mind. So it is with God, He isn't good, because He allowed me to go on this vacation. Although the trip was entirely done though His grace. He is good because of who He is.


Today, I am going to share with you with story of God's goodness, even when tears carved a river path down my face.


You see, the harder the battles were in my life the more I hung on to God. Hanging on wasn't easy. At times it felt like my arms are getting weaker, my grip is no longer tight, and I am falling apart. These were the best days of my life. I was in tears, but my heart was filled with joy.


Last year was the first time I understood the stations of the cross. I walked with Jesus and looked at every station as if I was looking at a mirror. It may be odd to say but that was in all honesty the best memory I have. It was the first time I experienced the love that God has for me even as He carried His cross. He didn't resent me, He loved me all the more. I had always known He loves me without a doubt, but that day was different. I felt His pain and He felt mine. Then and in the middle of the heartbreak God was good. I wasn't healed that day, I didn't suddenly feel better. Well I did because I felt Him, but that didn't heal my broke heart. Yet, God's goodness what so clearly evident in the midst of all my tears.


Eventually God did mend my heart, but it took time and effort. One does not simply stop the medication when he doesn't see the results within the first day. So it is with God, I cannot stop seeing my heavenly healer simply because I do not yet see the end result. At times, He heals in a minute, other times His healing is a long-term treatment. His concern is how my heart is transformed thought out the process. There, through that journey we are exposed to God's goodness.


I am not sure if my word were sufficient to explain the depth of what I feel when I speak to Him, especially when my loud cry open the gates of Heaven, but I pray that it at least give you a chance to look at your situation and be certain that God is with you and things will undoubtedly be better.


Thanks you for reading. God loves you and so do I. Please keep me in prayers.

love,
​R.A.S.