Isaiah 25:8 …The Sovereign LORD will wipe away the tears from all faces…..
I am reminded of times when my precious children looked up at me with tear filled eyes. I would gently wipe away their sadness, hold them close, and remind them that every sad moment will pass. There have been many moments of extreme pain in our family. Especially for one of my daughters. As she was growing up, she lost several friends to tragic circumstances. The phone calls that would come from her as she wrestled with her grief tore at my heart. I begged the Lord to ease her pain as I tried to physically wipe away her sadness. At those times, I know that she only wanted to feel arms around her, holding her close. She wanted to be comforted, in both body and soul. She would sob uncontrollably while I spoke soothing words to her that went unheard but not unnoticed. Eventually the sobbing would cease and I would remind her gently that only God knows the plan of life. It didn’t take away the pain in her eyes but at least the tears would dry up and life would go on.
I wonder sometimes who wipes the tears of God. For just as I feel pain for my children’s sorrow, I know that He feels the same pain for us when we hurt. I know that He cries when we cry. He hurts when we hurt. I am certain that we have ingrained in us that ability to comfort those in need. God placed that ability in our hearts and souls when He created us before we were born. John 11:35 says that “Jesus wept.” It makes my sorrow so much easier to bear when I think of my elder brother understanding my pain. Jesus taught us to feel compassion for those in need. I believe that sorrow is a need that is often overlooked. We are told to get over our grief. Yet, we often feel like no one is there to wipe away our tears. How comforting it is to feel the Hand of God wiping away our tears and our sorrow.
Tonight another soldier lost his life. It is often said that war is cruel and lives will be lost in the pursuit of freedom. That doesn’t take away the pain of the loss. It doesn’t ease the pain of another childless mother. Or fatherless child. Who will wipe away the tears of this boys parents? Will you ask God to wipe their tears? Or will you step forward in God’s stead and be His hands and show His love.
Tonight another soldier lost his life. He lived up the street. Around the corner. Across town. His parents walk by you in the mall. Drove by you at the traffic light. His children go to school with your child. His father went to work in your store. His grandmother worked at your library. Will you wipe their tears? Will you offer comfort?
Tonight another soldier lost his life. It could have been my son. It wasn’t. It could have been your daughter. It wasn’t. But they are everyone’s sons and daughters. Fighting for our freedom. Fighting for our right to go to the store. Go to the library. Go to school. Fighting for everything we hold dear.
Tonight I wiped away tears from my own face. Tears of gratitude that it wasn’t my son. Tears of pain for another father holding another weeping mother in his arms. Tears that God sees and understands. The same tears that Christ cried when He felt the pain of loss of his dear friend Lazarus. The Hand of God wiped away His Son’s tears. Of that I am sure. I lift my face to my Father and He wipes away my tears and brings peace to my soul tonight.