“God hurts when you hurt and weeps when you weep.”
We were sitting in a living room, sipping tea and eating cookies in a Syrian refugee’s home. They welcomed us in with such beautiful hospitality and we started to get to know each other a little bit. My heart began to break as I heard bits and pieces of their story. Things which are impossible for me to imagine. She shared how at one time, her whole family was going to a wedding but she wasn’t able to go to because her husband was so busy. While her family was there, the government bombed the location with a chemical bomb and everyone died right where they were. With tears in her eyes, she said it is almost like she has to take drugs to try to comprehend what happened.
With tears in her eyes, she said it is almost like she has to take drugs to try to comprehend what happened.
I felt the Lord laid on my heart the fact that God weeps when she weeps, so I shared that with her. “God hurts when you hurt and weeps when you weep.” Her response communicated that she couldn’t believe that the Creator of the Universe would weep. To her, he is her master and she is his servant and he doesn’t weep with her. This broke my heart. Her pain can only be healed by God, but she has been blinded to who He truly is.
Her pain can only be healed by God, but she has been blinded to who He truly is.
We continued to talk about other things and at one point I was able to share the story of Lazarus with her. As the conversation continued, she asked, “Why do Christians glorify the cross and wear it as jewelry since it is a symbol of suffering for someone they say they love?” I was able to share about the beauty of the cross and how significant it is to us because of the freedom it brings. How it is a symbol of the greatest act of love.
I know she still has so many questions, but I also know that God is pursuing this woman who He weeps with even though she doesn’t know it yet.