It's been a tough week. A really, really tough week. And yet, my "tough" is nothing compared to other peoples' "tough". Not when I weigh it on the Human Scale Of Pain And Suffering. If I weigh it on that scale, the needle just points to "weenie!".
But does it matter? I don't face the trials of the Christian women in India, or the Christian families in Sudan, or the starving families in Liberia, or the spiritually hungry but deprived people of Albania.
But God still feels my pain. Like when my baby touches something too hot and burns himself or has a fever and hurting tummy, my heart reaches out to him and he's all I think about as I try to comfort him.
That's how God thinks about me when I'm not doing ok. He's big enough to take care of me and that sweet lady in India who is having her head shaved before her whole village as a humiliation for loving her God. God can comfort both of us at the same time.
God loves the sparrows who live in India, Afgahnistan, Sudan, Albania, Holland, and North America. He cares about each one.
It's been a really bad week and it hurts, and God cares that it was so.
Who can comprehend this thing?
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I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord
No tender voice like Thine can peace afford
I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby
Temptations lose their power
When Thou art nigh
I need thee, oh, I need thee, every hour I need Thee
I need thee, I need thee, I need Thee every hour
I need Thee every hour in joy or pain
Come quickly and abide or life is in vain
I need Thee, oh, I need Thee, every hour I need Thee
I need Thee, I need Thee, I need Thee every hour
I need Thee, I need Thee, I need Thee every hour
Oh, bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee
Oh, bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee
I need Thee every hour, teach me Thy will
And Thy rich promises in me fulfill
I need Thee, oh, I need Thee
Oh I need Thee every hour
I need Thee, I need Thee, I need Thee every hour
I need Thee, I need Thee, I need Thee every hour
Oh, bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee

