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The Problem of Pain


When I shared today at Port Charlotte International Church I delved into what do you do when you experience extreme, physical, emotional or situational pain. I believe God began healing in the lives of some of the people there. Job in the Bible points the way to how we might respond when as Christians you are found in deep difficulty. The truth is you, me and most of the people we know believe we are doing God a favor by attempting to be righteous. When we face difficulty we wonder, why me? How do I know this? I know it because I have found myself saying the same thing. If we are truly honest, our efforts have earned us nothing. There is nothing good within us save the redeeming work of Christ. Until He returns we will experience pain because of evil in the world, our own sin, and for the cause of righteousness. In the message the Problem of Pain I noted from C.S. Lewsis's book of the same title that: "GOD WHISPERS TO US IN OUR PLEASURES, SPEAKS TO US IN OUR CONSCIENCE, BUT SHOUTS IN OUR PAIN: IT IS HIS MEGAPHONE TO ROUSE A DEAF WORLD."


If you find yourself experiencing pain in your life. Listen to what God is saying to you. Know that He loves you and hurts when you hurt and that your pain will be redeemed for His glory. Don't isolate yourself. Stay connected to "safe people" who can encourage you. I hope you enjoy the message. Please share your thoughts by commenting at this blog. Here is the link: http://www.box.net/shared/jzheantqoo. Blessings!

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