Oh, how concerned God is about “everything, every heartache, every tragedy that we face.” Sometimes, when we face the loss of something or someone, it seems that the pain will never go away… a divorce, a pet, any loss of something you love… David too, suffered losses. “… put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?” (Psalm 56:8)

My precious mother stood with us in the ministry since we were preaching on the street corners. Somehow, I thought she would never die. That maybe the Lord would come first. Then, as Bobby and I were traveling in the States on I-75 in Florida, we got a call… she had been taken to the hospital for an urgent operation on her heart, and she didn’t make it. My mother. My dearest friend. The one who came to our “outdoor meetings,” and the one who bought milk for our children when we didn’t have a dime… the one who stayed married to my alcoholic father so that she could win him to the Lord… one of the most Godly people I have ever known was gone. She had been the “rock” in our ministry. What a hole in our hearts. But somehow, the Lord helped us through it. Psalm 30:5 says, “weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”

I felt that God had “bottled up my tears” and comforted my heart. No matter what you are going through, it will not last. Your sorrow will pass. Your joy will come back. God knows “how many hairs are on your head and how many tears are in your bottle.” It’s time for a change, so keep looking up… Joy will come “in the morning!” Sherry