One of my favorite things in the world is when the Lord takes two seemingly unrelated Scriptures and ties them together for me. It's like a burst of light in my spirit, feeling for myself how alive and personal His Word really is.
Mordecai collided with the Psalms for me the other day, and I pray sharing it encourages you somehow.
In the fourth chapter of Esther, we find a man heartbroken and desperate due to seemingly hopeless circumstances. His personal enemy had unleashed a plan against him and his entire race in a very violent and cruel way, leaving Mordecai wailing loudly in the city in sackcloth and ashes.
He wasn't alone. Jews all over the world were fasting, weeping and wailing as they mourned the news of their enemy's plans. Why was this happening? Why?
I urge you to keep Mordecai and his state of mind in your heart and flip over to Psalm 43. Please read and absorb all of it, but allow me to highlight this one portion...
"Vindicate me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation; Oh, deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man! For You are the God of my strength. Why do You cast me off? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"
Why? Why must we endure enemy attacks? Why must we face oppression when we belong to the King? Why does bad often turn to worse before it becomes better?
I would love to offer a definitive answer, but instead I offer a path to the Answer.
I believe the Lord comforts me with passages such as these...moreover, the connection of passages such as these! You see, I must not be the only one who has ever endured something and wondered "Why?" Apparently I'm not the only one who has ever cried out in the midst of pain for some kind of answer from God.
I'm not alone. You're not alone.
When you fast forward a few chapters in Mordecai's life, you find ridiculous victory on the other side. I love realizing that it was the season of heartbreak and mourning - when I chose to sow in tears - that the reaping in joy later was sweeter because of the pain.
I encourage you to not be afraid to ask why, but neither be afraid to face the times of silence when you don't hear the answer just yet. Keep sowing, watering the fields of faith in your tears. Don't give up; the harvest is on the way.
Father, sometimes I wonder why things happen. I know to trust You and to keep going, but sometimes I cannot help but cry out in the pain. Thank You for always hearing my cry and strengthening me through the tears. In Jesus' Name. Amen.
Esther 4:1-3, Psalm 43, Psalm 56:8, Psalm 126:5-6, Galatians 6:9