I read this last night and found much comfort in it. Though we have much to rejoice over, the loss of my friend is still with me, the losses of others weighs on my mind, the burdens others are going through tugs at my heart. Sometimes the sadness and sin in our world seems suffocating and overwhelming. Take comfort in these words today:
(Octavius Winslow, “The Tears of Christ”)
“Jesus wept!” John 11:35
The Creator of all worlds, the Author of all beings, the Upholder ofthe universe—raining tears of human woe and sympathyupon a grave!
Oh, there lives not a being in the universe who can enter into ourbereavements with the sympathy,the support, and the soothing of Christ!
They were tears of sympathy.His heart was touched, deeply touched, with sympathy for the sorrow ofothers.He wept because the mourning sisters wept. He mingled His tears withtheirs.
This is true sympathy, “weepingwith those that weep,” making their sorrow our own. How really our Lorddoes this with His people. So completely is He our Surety—that Hetakes our sins and infirmities, our trials and sorrows upon Himself, asif they were all and entirely His own. Our sins were so completely laidupon Him—that not one remains charged to the account of those whobelieve in Jesus.
And our present griefs are so entirely absorbed in Him, that, softenedby His love, soothed by His sympathy,supported by His grace—the trial is welcome, the affliction is sweet,and the rod of a Father’s chastening, buds and blossoms into delectablefruit.
Bereaved mourner! the sympathy ofChrist is yours! The Savior who wept at the gave of Bethany, now sharesyour grief. Do not imagine that your sorrow is isolated, or that yourtears areforbidden or unseen. You have a merciful and faithful High Priest whois touched with your present calamity.
There exists no sympathy . . .
as Christ’s sympathy.
And if your heavenly Father has seen it wise and good to remove fromyou the spring of human pity—it is but that He may draw youcloserbeneath the wing of Jesus’ compassion, presence and love.
O child of sorrow! will not this suffice—that you possess Christ’ssympathy, immeasurable and exhaustless as the ocean, exquisite andchangelessas His being! Yield your heart to His rich compassion!
Will Jesus be regardless of what I feel, and the sorrows under which Igroan? Oh no! The sigh that bursts in secret from my heart is notsecretto Him; the tear that is my food day and night, and drops unperceivedand unknown—is known and remembered by Him!
“You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears inYour bottle. You have recorded each one in Your book.” Psalm 56:8