I couldn’t see it at the time. The trauma was too severe; the tears never seemed to stop. It was difficult to see any good in the midst of such awful pain. Yet God reassured me to stand firm, to cling to His Word and promises.
Prayerful people he put in my life at that time encouraged me and told me things would get better. It was hard to look beyond a day to an unknown future. Yet there was that glimmer of hope that perhaps seeds were being sown. But I was not optimistic that I would see them yield anything in my lifetime.
I continued to sow in tears, crying out to God. The years passed until one day I saw a sprout. A seedling of hope emerged from the deep, dark soil. With that sight, hope was renewed. A shout of joy emerged from my lips. Perhaps the Lord would bless me with seeing fruit born out of sorrow.
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Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting. He who goes to and fro weeping, carrying his bag of seed, Shall indeed come again with a shout of joy, bringing his sheaves with him. – Psalm 126:5-6 (NASB)
Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and YOU WILL FIND REST FOR YOUR SOULS. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light. – Matthew 11:28-30