A Place For The Weary

A Place For The Weary

Do not lose the courage you had in the past, which has a great reward.

Hebrews 10:35

Is there anything more frail than a bruised reed? Look at the bruised reed at the water’s edge. A once slender and tall stalk of sturdy river grass, it is now bowed and bent.

Are you a bruised reed? Was it so long ago that you stood so tall, so proud? . . .

Then something happened. You were bruised . . .

by harsh words

by a friend’s anger

by a spouse’s betrayal. . . .

The bruised reed. . . . Society knows what to do with you. . . . The world will break you off; the world will snuff you out.

But the artists of Scripture proclaim that God won’t. Painted on canvas after canvas is the tender touch of a Creator who has a special place for the bruised and weary of the world. A God who is the friend of the wounded heart.

He Still Moves Stones