The Gift of Suffering

Here is what God has done in my wife's life through the loss of our children. Treasure Chest: Marcia Shares Her Personal Story of Suffering

I stood, a mendicant of God, before His royal throne
and begged Him for one priceless gift, which I could call my own.
I took the gift from out His hand, but as I would depart I cried,
'But Lord, this is a thorn and it has pierced my heart.
This is a strange and hurtful gift which Thou hast given me.'
He said, 'My child, I give good gifts. I gave My best to thee.'
I took it home. And though at first the cruel thorn hurt sore,
as long years passed I learned at last to love it more and more.
I learned He never gives a thorn without this added grace:
He takes the thorn to pin aside the veil which hides His face.
-- Anonymous

I heard Steve Saint speak on Saturday Evening. He defined suffering saying, "Suffering is our experience divided by our expectations." So, he added is pleasure.

The sermon I cited yesterday included this perspective on suffering from Charles Spurgeon:

"It would be a very sharp and trying experience to me to think that I have an
affliction which God never sent me, that the bitter cup was never filled by his
hand, that my trials were never measured out by him, nor sent to me by his
arrangement of their weight and quantity"

This is certainly the perspective Job offers as we see God place limits on Satan's affliction. And, at the same time we see Job attribute the suffering he received from Satan to God's hand. And, for Job and Spurgeon, it proved comforting.

This is one of my favorite sermons on adversity. It is specific to preachers, but the insights can be valuable for anyone.

Charles Spurgeon: Preaching Through Adversity

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.

101 More Hymn Stories carries this account of the writing of the classic hymn 'Tis So Sweet to Trust in Jesus:

In 1875, the author Louisa Stead married Mr. Stead and to this union was born a daughter, Lily. When the child was four years of age, the family decided one day to enjoy the sunny beach at Long Island Sound, New York. While eating their picnic lunch, they suddenly heard cries of help and spotted a drowning boy in the sea. Mr. Stead charged into the water. As often happens, however, the struggling boy pulled his rescuer under the water with him, and both drowned before the terrified eyes of wife and daughter. Out of her "why?" struggle with God during the ensuing days flowed these meaningful words from the soul of Louisa Stead:

'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take Him at His word; Just to rest
upon His promise; just to know, 'Thus saith the Lord.'

I would have guessed these words were written in a parlor, being waited on by a servant while being fanned by an adoring son or daughter, without a care in the world. No, they were written in the deepest grief. Why is that?

Where is the comfort? In the simplicity of taking God at his word and the confidence in the character of God, knowing that 'thus saith the Lord,' means his decree for his glory and our good.