Other peoples pain

A friend recently told me to check out a bloggers website.  I read it out last night and spent a good hour engrossed by her entries.  She journeled about carrying and loosing her 4th  baby.  It's an incredible testimony and I'd urge the few of you who read this to check it out.  

It amazes me that my soul can feel so connected to people I've never met.  Maybe it's just the shared experience of being a mommy ... but I think it might be more than that.  I think that it's the knowledge of the same truth, the life of the same Savior within us.  She wrote that when the doctor told her that her baby would not survive, her response was ... "Jesus is the same as he was before I walked in here."  My gut - my very soul acknowledged that truth with her.  Even as tears of great sadness welled up in my eyes.  

It's almost a guilty feeling to have my faith bolstered by someone else's tragedy.  Who am I to take a piece of insight from someone's deep and devastating pain?  But the hope lies within that shared faith.  Within that observation of truth.  How amazing my great God is to let me have a tiny piece ... to let this dear family share, be a light.  

Her site is called "bring the rain".  It's from a Mercy Me song.  They lyrics are powerful and beautiful - especially when quoted by someone experiencing deep tragedy.

"Bring me joy, bring me peace,

Bring the chance to be free

Bring me anything that brings you glory

And I know that there'll be days

When this life brings me pain

But if that's what it takes to praise you,

Jesus, bring the rain."