Christian Devotionals

Cheryl writes: "The Lord saved me when I was 30. I am now 68. I have been writing poetry since I was saved. I have been married to my husband Marcelo (also a believer) for 48 years. We live in Arizona. We have 3 children, 6 grandchildren, and 5 great-grandchildren. I love the Lord Jesus Christ with all my heart, soul, and strength, and living for Him is my greatest desire.  In 2014, I wrote and had published a book called, 'Tali's Mysterious Dream', (thank you Jesus)!"

Several years ago, one of the members of a church we attended lost her son to a drive-by shooting.  As she grieved, and as we all did, I prayed and asked God how I might be used to be a comfort to her.  It was at that time I was inspired to write the following devotional.

Revelation 21:4 KJV
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

An uncontrollable sob breaks the silence of the night, as a mother stands in the doorway of what use to be her dear son’s room.

He has been taken home to be with the Lord for quite some time now, but pain, sorrow, emptiness, and grief, still manages to find their way into her heart.

She puts her hand to her mouth to muffle the sound of her cries. The tears are hot as they pour down her cheeks.

Her cries are muffled, for she knows too many times she has found herself in this room.

She knows she can’t keep mourning like this, but somehow, it is so much easier said than done.

Time steals by and the precious mother dries her eyes, stands up tall, and tiptoes back into her bedroom.

No one is aware of the fact that she has silently wept for the past half hour or so, except for one...”The All Knowing One.”

He has seen every tear, and knows all too well the heartfelt sorrrow, for you see, for the past half hour or so He too has wept.

He too has been filled with a deep sense of sorrow. The pain and grief the precious Mother feels is only a fraction of what our God in heaven feels for those He loves.

His heart is torn and broken, and a nail scarred hand brushes away the tears from His cheeks.

He weeps and whispers to the precious Mother’s heart.

My Beloved, one day these nail scarred hands will wipe away all the tears from your eyes, and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain, for the former things are passed away... and that’s... “A Promise From Me!”  Amen.

(© 2018 Cheryl A. Mariano AKA Cheremiah – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)