A God Who Gets It
Do you ever feel so alone and like there just is not anyone who really gets it? It is impossible to explain to someone in passing the realities of what it took for you to be at that place at that moment. Most people won’t be able to understand what goes into your average week or would not know what to really say when you tell them where you are really at emotionally or spiritually. When you finally are able to sit down with your friends over a cup of coffee, you find it hard to really enter into the conversation because you are in such different places. You find your priorities are different and discussing vacation plans or home decorating ideas is taxing.
Finding those one or two people who you can really be open with and really share your heart with is so hard. This Easter season I have been reminded that while being a parent of a child impacted with special needs can be really lonely, we have a God who gets it. He gets it like no one else really can.
Many of us memorized John 3:16 as a child. It says, "For this is how God loved the world: He gave His one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him will not perish but have eternal life." It is so easy to just read over that and think how nice it is that God provided a way that our sins can be forgiven and that we can once again have a relationship with Him. When reading this verse, I have always thought about the cost to Jesus for our salvation and it wasn't until recently that I really stopped and thought about what it cost God the Father.
He knew what restoring our relationship with Him would cost His only son. The Father knew what Jesus would endure when He came to a sin cursed world. He knew that as Isaiah, prophesied in chapter 53, His son would be a "man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief" and despised and rejected. Our Heavenly Father heard Jesus' prayer in the Garden of Gethsemane when Jesus was praying so intensely for another option that He sweated drops of blood. He knew that His son would die on a cross after being whipped, mocked and having a crown of thorns placed on His head. This is how I know that He understands what we are going through. He gets my pain when I see the additional struggles my son faces. He gets my joy when I celebrate the successes.
So this Easter season, while I am celebrating the resurrection of my Savior, I am also celebrating the fact that I am not alone. My Father gets it and I can pour out my heart to Him at any time.
Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
~ Psalm 91:1 (NLT)