No Cure

There is no cure.  One Sunday night I got in bed just before nine.  I prayed a bit and fell asleep.  I woke up at 9:45 and anxiously awaited the contact.  I knew someone was about to contact me or God would have not have awoken me.  Four minutes later the text arrives.  All it said was Romans 8:18.  I told them I was wondering who would text me and it was a good word for me.

For I consider that our present sufferings cannot even be compared to the glory that will be revealed to us.  Romans 8:18

But I had to counter with Jeremiah 8:18.  It was actually amusing to me because I had just read that verse earlier that night and the numbers matched.

Then I said,  “There is no cure for my grief! I am sick at heart!”  Jeremiah 8:18

Jeremiah is always good when I am struggling with life.