The God Who Stays
There are seasons in life when our prayers become very simple. We stop asking for more possessions, bigger opportunities, or easier schedules. Instead, our prayers become much more honest. We ask God to heal someone we love. We ask Him to remove the fear that keeps us awake at night. We ask Him to take away the uncertainty, the pain, the waiting, or the burden we've been carrying for far longer than we ever imagined we could. If I'm being honest, those have been some of my prayers over the last few years. There have been many moments when I've simply asked God to make things better. Not because I doubted Him, but because watching someone you love struggle is one of the hardest things you'll ever experience. I don't believe God wants us to enjoy our pain, and I certainly don't believe He expects us to pretend it doesn't hurt. Jesus Himself wept. He understood grief. He understood suffering. He understood what it meant to carry something unbearably heavy. Tha...