By J.A. Medders
She almost drowned. No more than six years old, she was struggling with the current and drag of the ocean. The waves kept crashing, and though her little legs were fighting and her arms were still clinging to her board, she was running out of energy. Her mom, watching from a pile of rocks, screamed for help. Before the waves slammed the girl into a pillar, I was able to grab her. We then paddled over to her mother, who said, “Thank you. Thank you for saving her.”
Even as waves were crashing into him, as he flailed in his faith, Job still knew: “I know that my Redeemer lives” (Job 19:25). He may not have understood why he was suffering. He may not have been privy to the conversations taking place in the unseen realm between his adversary and his God. It didn’t matter though. Job knew that his Redeemer was alive and well, and in that he had hope.
If it hasn’t already, suffering will come knocking on your door soon. It may have already arrived. Or it may have just left after a long season. Regardless, none of us is immune to pain. Know this, my brothers: God alone is our Redeemer. He is making all things new, redeeming them so that suffering will one day be unknown in this world (Isaiah 43:18–19; Revelation 21:5). In the meantime, He will bear you up, and He promises never to leave you or forsake you (Hebrews 13:5). Even when you walk through the darkest valley, He is right there with you. And He’s no stranger to suffering (Hebrews 4:15).
Jesus was nailed to the cross for you. He suffered the penalty of our sin, enduring the pain and the agony until His body was nothing more than a lifeless corpse—because He loves you. Never doubt His love and care. No matter how painful your trial, Jesus has experienced a pain far greater. Suffering has a way of clouding our thinking, of making us forget what is true. When that happens, remember the dark clouds that hovered over Golgotha, and remember the Suffering Servant. He now lives. He rose from the dead, ending the curse of sin, and He stands at the right hand of the Father, holding out the promise that one day, anyone who has placed their trust in Him will rise too.
Written by J.A. Medders