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Cry out to Jesus

Cry out to Jesus

Somedays I feel like I am barely keeping my head above water. Coming up for a breath of air for a few minutes before I sink again. Sink again into my past where my burdens overcome me, and keep me from joy.

I know there is hope and forgiveness. Help for the broken-hearted.

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.

Psalm 147:3

Sometimes a song says what I want to say. Sometimes a song says what I need to hear. I cry out to Jesus for my hurts. I cry out to Jesus for the pain others feel.


 

There is hope for the helpless
Rest for the weary
Love for the broken heart
There is grace and forgiveness
Mercy and healing
He’ll meet you wherever you are
Cry out to Jesus, Cry out to Jesus

Mac Powell – Third Day

I don’t like to ask for help. 

 Why would I ask for help when I can do it myself? I don’t want to cry out to anyone. I would rather sit alone in my closet and cry than admit to anyone I need help.

But sometimes, I need to ask. I need to ask for help. Okay, not just sometimes. I should, and I hate the word should, seek God first, not second.

Hear my prayer, O LORD, listen to my cry for help

Psalm 39:12

And my prayer today?

Dear God, please help me find joy in washing the dishes. Dear God, please help me clean out my basement that smells musty. Dear God please help me find joy today.

 

About Pamela Hodges

My name is Pamela Hodges. I am a writer and an artist. I write to encourage and to bring laughter. I paint cats, draw cartoons and write books for children and grown ups.

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  • Paula

    I do that too Pamela, you are never alone….

    • Thank you Paula. Thank you for letting me know I am not alone.

  • Christa Sterken

    This songs gets me every time, I love how the lyrics can reach so many. Hang in there friend, keep swimming and breathing deeply

    • Thank you Christa. I am swimming and my head is above the water.

  • The song said “remember you’re not alone in your shame and suffering.”

    I think I believe when I am in shame that I am alone. This song was a reminder of what is true instead of letting my feelings dictate this.

    Good post Pamela. May it bring comfort to others.

    • Anne, thank you your reminder of what is true.
      I pray this post brings comfort too. Thank you Anne.

  • Winnie

    Today my tub cracked, I didn’t do it, it was someone else, and it was an accident, they happen, I have no idea how to get it fixed. Then, I got lots more tough news (things I can’t even share on the internet) and so I just cried, and cried some more and then cried again. My face hurts and I’m not hungry I’ve cried so much. I talked to Papa about it, I know He hears and answers my prayers, but I’m overwhelmed. I WILL be joyful, I know I have joy, the enemy cannot steal it. But tonight I am weak and tired…will you pray for me?

    • Winnie, I don’t know you but I’ll pray for you. I’ll pray that God brings help about the crack in the tub. It probably feels like it represents you. Especially when one thing happens on top of another. I believe God will honor your decision to be joyful. We can only be joyful in him when things around us are cracking. Just like Paul. I’m going to pray for you.

    • Winnie,
      I am praying for you. Praying for the whisper of angels wings to dry your tears.
      Only the tub cracked, not you.
      love Pamela