Hello, dear readers. I know it’s been a bit since my last post, and I hope you’ll bear with me as I go slightly off the well-worn path. And no, I’m not talking about the ruts I made while jogging around and around my house. 🙂 (did I ever post about that? Oh dear, I don’t remember!) I’m going to slip off my running shoes for a few moments and talk about something bittersweet, something of God’s wise and mysterious providence, and how he comforts those who are cast down.
I had recently gone through a very, very sad and difficult trial. In the midst of all that, though, we had some dear friends to mourn with us, pray for us, send us letters and flowers, and desired to be an encouragement in any way that they could. I know they wanted to take away the hurt, but even though they were unable to do that, they were willing to hurt right along with me. What a blessing to have dear friends like that! And so, that brings me to the title of this post. The Apostle Paul was comforted by Titus who came to Macedonia. Here’s the text so you can see what I mean.
For, when we were come into Macedonia, our flesh had no rest, but we were troubled on every side; without were fightings, within were fears. Nevertheless God, that comforteth those that are cast down, comforted us by the coming of Titus…2 Corinthians 7:5, 6
So, thank you. Thank you to all of you who mourned with us, and thank you for your prayers. And I am very thankful to the Lord who comforted me by “the coming of Titus.”