Comfort Restored

Sorrow is faced differently by the strong and by the weak. But the strength of the strong must come from proper knowledge of and proper relationship with God. Godly wisdom is needed to face or accept or deal with sorrow.
Bereavement from the departure of beloved blood relations or genuine friends as well as sorrow from the abandonment of treacherous and  deceitful friends have to be dealt with the right perspective. As time goes on, one will see that life continues after the storm; the loving and faithful Hand of God has sustained His people. Lessons have been learned, forgiveness has been given, one can even laugh off the injuries suffered from false friends. We realize that God has never left us, but underneath is His everlasting Arms.
For God’s will is best in all circumstances both in wounding us and comforting us.
Time may contribute in forgetting but it is the Lord who heals us in our afflictions. Only the Lord comforts us and delivers us in every kind of bereavement. After the dark clouds have cleared, we find freedom and joy and victory in Him.

"Drop the last year into the limbo of the past. Let it go for it was imperfect, and thank God that it can go." Brooks Atkinson

Psalms 139:17,18

“How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee."

We have here the utterance of God's thoughts to the bereft mourner. He who looked down of old on bondaged Israel, and thus unlocked the thoughts of His heart, "I know their sorrows"—He who, in a later age, watched from the mountain-side the frail bark tossed in the midst of Tiberias, and hastened to the rescue of faithless disciples—says to each poor afflicted one, 'My thoughts are upon you. I have appointed your trial. I have decreed that early, or that unlooked-for grave. Let faith trust Me in this dark hour, when fainting human nature may fail to comprehend the mystery of My dealings.'

The successive clauses of this verse form a beautiful gradation. God "sees," He "heals," He "leads," He "comforts!"

God SEES. He knows all my case, my character, my circumstances. He alone can judge as to the "needs-be" of trial. He has some wise reason for His discipline.

God HEALS. He comes with the balm of His own heavenly consolation. When the wave of sorrow has answered the end for which it was sent, He says, "Thus far shall you go, and no farther!"

God LEADS. He does not inflict the heavy blow, and then forsake. He does not leave the shorn lamb to the untempered winds of trial. "The Lord shall guide you continually, and satisfy your soul in drought"—guidance and provision, the two pilgrim necessities—and that, too, "in drought,"—when the world's provisions fail!

God COMFORTS. The mother's love for her child is manifested, not at the moment only when it receives some severe injury, but in the subsequent nights of patient, tender care, and unwearying watchfulness. "As one whom his mother comforts, so," says God, "will I comfort you!"

In the hour of sorrowing bereavement many a precious revelation is made of a before unknown or hidden God. In wrestling like Jacob with the covenant Angel, the soul is often brought to feel for the first time, in that struggle-hour, His touch—the consciousness of a Presence, before dimly recognized, is now felt. Like 'Israel,' we may go 'halting' to our graves. But the place of affliction is called by us to the last "Peniel;" for there "we saw God face to face;" and from that hour we have journeyed on, sorrowful, yet always rejoicing.

Let us cleave to this thought of sustaining comfort. Other thoughts of other hearts may have perished. Others that used to think of us, and to interchange thoughts with us, may now only greet us with mute smiles from their portraits on the wall. The parent's arms that comforted us may be mouldering in the dust. The brook that once sang along its joyous music may be silent and still—we gaze upon a dry and waterless channel. But 'Jehovah lives!' Towards the mourner there is ONE heart ever throbbing with thoughts of unalterable love. Weeping one! you can say, in the midst even of intensest loneliness, and through anguished tears, "As for me, I am poor and needy, but the Lord is thinking about me right now. You are my helper and my Savior. Do not delay, O my God." Psalm 40:17

Isaiah 57:18

“I have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also, and restore comforts unto him and to his mourners.” 

John MacDuff, 1864, "The Thoughts of God" 

(Comfort for the Bereaved)

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