Top World Stories
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- Overseas adoptions rise — for black American children
- Riots break out in Bangladesh after party leader sentenced
- Deadly storms batter Mexico from both sides
- Scores of hostages rescued in Philippines, but police chief captured
- South Korean military shoots man trying to swim to North Korea
- Volcano erupts, blankets buildings in ashes
- Priest in Zanzibar attacked with acid a third time
- Report: Yemeni girl, 8, dies after wedding night
These are from CNN. It doesn’t mention the flooding in Colorado that has left hundreds looking for shelter. In a world of hurt and pain and confusion, I ask myself what do my pains compare and isn’t is selfish of me to even want healing when so many people’s lives are far, far worse? What’s a little arthritis and chronic pain syndrome and polymyalgia rheumatica and carpal tunnel up against floods and chemical warfare and volcanoes, and riots and on and on. Does my pain even matter on the grand scale?
I have to admit, I pondered this for quite a while. I decided, yes, it matters. As a mother of four children, I know that even if 3 were hurting, it wouldn’t lessen my concerns for the 4th. God is much, much bigger than me and infinitely more capable of taking care of global matters and me. And you.
Does my pain matter? Yes, because I matter. Does your pain matter? Yes, because you matter.
What is the price of two sparrows? But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without Your Father knowing. And the very hairs on your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to God than a whole flock of sparrows. Matthew 10:29 -31
Our God watches over sparrows and flooding and volcanoes and world events and He watches over me and you. Whatever you may be going through matters to God because you matter to Him.
It’s hard to take that in sometimes, that I matter so much to You. How humbling and uplifting that knowledge is. Let it sink deep into my heart; let it be something I don’t have to question at all. Forgive me for having to ponder this at all before coming to the conclusion that my pain matters to You. It matters so much to You that You sent Your son to the cross to free me from pain. How can I ever thank You enough? Thank You for watching over our world, for caring, for intervening and bringing Your will to pass here on earth. Amen.