It Hurts but There Is Hope

It hurts a lot. Peripheral Neuropathy (PN) woke me last night with a vengeance and it didn’t stop for a very long time. Those of you who experience PN may know that red-hot needle, stabbing, mind-consuming pain (or whatever type pain) that it seems nothing can remedy.

Today’s post doesn’t have an ounce of humor but it does have Hope! Praise the Lord God it has Hope! 🙌

At first, I was too groggy from sleep to remember my all time favorite comfort during these episodes. It’s such a bummer to be awakened by pain, but we all know that. After a bit I started to recall one of my favorite verses and repeated it over and over …

His Grace is sufficient.
His Grace is sufficient.
His Grace is sufficient!
2 Corinthians 12: 9 (Kim’s prayer version)

The pain continued, but through His word, God reminded me to pray for everyone in pain. It started out as a general prayer but I began to think of folks suffering with neuropathy and prayed for them. Then I prayed specifically for a friend with severe illness and pain, and thus my prayers continued.

Maybe you needed that prayer in the wee hours of this morning or some other morning (this happens often). I may not know you, but I have prayed for you. There is something about praying for others who are suffering too that helps me cope with my pain or hard time. It helps me refocus then gives me Hope. Actually, the Lord gives me Hope in that He knows me, and loves me, and cares about me and will give me what I need to get through until I go on to live with Him eternally. Folks, that is Hope. And that reminds me …

The Solid Rock by Edward Mote

My Hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly lean on Jesus’ name.

When darkness seems to hide His face, I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil.

His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the overwhelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
oh, may I then in Him be found;
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

Dear friends, my prayer is that you too have that Hope.

Kim 💕🙏