Remember going to your mother, or father, and asking them to kiss your boo boo? To make it go away? Or do you remember your own child asking you? My son, when he was about one year old, fell on some hard plastic toys, and hurt his bum. He cried as he climbed up on the sofa, laid back holding his legs up in the air and said, “Mommy, kiss my butt.” We know a kiss from a loving parent didn’t do anything, but there is something comforting knowing one who loves you, knows you are hurting.
Technically, I’m okay, but there is a something going on in my life right now, and it hurts. I don’t like it, and whether it is my fault or not I have blamed myself. I want to fix it, and have tried everything I can, to do just that, but the issue is still there. My wife responded with accuracy, “All we really need is help from God, not from anybody else.” So that leaves me with only one thing to do, cry out to God.
“God is always doing 10,000 things in your life, but you may be aware of only three of them.” John Piper
It’s okay to cry out to God. It’s okay so tell him how much it hurts, how much you don’t like it and how bad you want it gone, or over. God loves spending time with you and hearing from his children, because it gives him the opportunity to hug you, to comfort you, to kiss it, and make it go away.
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2 thoughts on “Kiss it!”
I am so glad He has promised never to leave us or forsake us.
I couldn’t agree more!