I once read of an incident that
took place during the Battle of the Bulge in World War II. A
young man, just 18 years old lay mortally wounded in a
foxhole. Those around him could do nothing to console
him. The young man, little more than a
boy, began crying out for his "mama" until he finally
surrendered to death.
Through the years, I've thought
about this story several times. How terrible it must have been
for this young man to be afraid, facing death, and crying out to one
who could never hear him or comfort him.
Friends, what I would like to
remind you of is that we serve a God who is always with us. A
God who cares for us and loves us, yes, even more than our
mothers. And a God who will hear us in our hour of
trial.
Don't forget what Peter said,
"Casting all your cares upon him for he cares for you" (1 Peter
5:7). Do you find yourself in a difficult situation? Are
you needing help? Allow me to remind you that there is someone
who hears and who can
help. |