Regular nibbles from the Bible. . .come for a bite, leave with an appetite

May these words of my mouth and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight. (Psalm 19:14, MSG)

Saturday, May 11, 2013


God was fully aware of the trouble in Israel, its bitterly hard times. No one was exempt, whether slave or citizen, and no hope of help anywhere was in sight. But God wasn’t yet ready to blot out the name of Israel from history, so he used Jeroboam son of Jehoash to save them. (2 Kings 26-27, MSG)

When I first lost my daughter to suicide, I felt like nothing could be worse. And so I began a game of thinking of situations which could be worse . . .

She disappeared and we never knew what happened
She was murdered and the murderer was never caught
Those two situations struck me as even worse ways to lose my daughter.

Of course, that kind of thinking didn't alter my pain and grief. 

That's the way this verse about the reign of Jeroboam II of Israel strikes me. The writer describes the current situation as "bitterly hard times." The disaster spared no strata of society, from the lowest slave to the wealthiest landowner. Even worse, they had no hope of things getting better. 

If they followed my line of thinking, as bad as things were, the only thing that could be worse would be total defeat and rule by another country. 

Yes, things can always be worse. 

What I find oddly comforting is the thought that even if this abismal situation, when the Israelites saw no hope, God showed them mercy. Instead of allowing the "even worse" to happen, he used a wicked king (Jeroboam II wasn't any better than Jeroboam I) to deliver them.

I take great comfort in the knowledge God will not blot out my name from the Book of Life. I belong to him today, tomorrow, and always. That even in my current circumstances, God measures the amount of grief I bear and surrounds me with hedges of protection. 

Interesting that this blog post should come up on the day before Mother's Day. My son will probably spend the day with his wife and her mother. I have come to accept it. But Mother's Day has become a holiday I would rather ignore. I've lost my mother and my daughter, our three-stranded cord that worshipped and celebrated together. Without them, I feel naked. 

Even on mother's Day--God fences me inside His green pasture and gives me cool water for my soul. 


  1. Darlene
    It has to be super hard to celebrate Mothers Day I will be praying God gives you peace. Did you know Our Lord gives us bad situations so we can help others? God bless you Chris

  2. Amazing this verse came up now from His Living Word! Thinking of you with love this Mother's Day and praying you will sense His cover of comfort.

  3. I too know it can always get worse. I have a heart for those who have survive some sort of criminal act committed against them or a loved one. And I know things can always get worse. There is an enemy out there who does seek to destroy...and sometimes is very successful. But then God will show up and comfort us.