A friend from overseas visited us and took us out for lunch at a nearby newly opened eatery. We've not seen each other for years.
He poured out his soul. And we were able to just listened and prayed with him.
Some of us are going through difficult experiences and may feel with the old negro spiritual. "Nobody knows the trouble I've seem." In varying degrees and ways we all have trouble. What will we do? Wallow in self pity? Burst forth in rebellion? Give up our faith in God?
There are friends who will share our burdens. And of course we can always take it to the Lord in prayer. I am reminded of that beautiful song, "All your anxiety, all your care."
Is there a heart bent o’erbound by sorrow?
Is there a life weighed down by care?
Come to the cross, each burden bearing;
All your anxiety—leave it there.
Refrain
All your anxiety, all your care,
Bring to the mercy seat, leave it there,
Never a burden He cannot bear,
Never a friend like Jesus!
No other friend so swift to help you,
No other friend so quick to hear,
No other place to leave your burden,
No other one to hear your prayer.
Come then at once; delay no longer!
Heed His entreaty kind and sweet,
You need not fear a disappointment;
You shall find peace at the mercy seat. Edward H Joy
"Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you" 1 Peter 5: 7
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