Richard Sibbes:
The sighs of a bruised heart carry in them a report, both of our affection to Christ, and of his care to us. The eyes of our souls cannot be towards him unless he has cast a gracious look upon us first. The least love we have to him is but a reflection of his love first shining upon us.
As Christ did, in his example to us, whatever he charges us to do, so he suffered in his own person whatever he calls us to suffer, so that he might the better learn to relieve and pity us in our sufferings....
But our comfort is that Christ drank the dregs of the cup for us, and will succour us, so that our spirits may not utterly fail under that little taste of his displeasure which we may feel. He became not only a man but a curse, a man of sorrows, for us. He was broken that we should not be broken; he was troubled, that we should not be desperately troubled; he became a curse, that we should not be accursed. Whatever may be wished for in an all-sufficient comforter is all to be found in Christ.(The Bruised Reed, 1630, (Carlisle, PA: Banner of Truth, 2008), 66.)
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Lord, I need You. I count on everyone else for comfort, when You alone can bring complete comfort. You are my hope and stay through this life. I don't understand anything, but You do. You take control of my life, and as much pain there is, may I be obedient in all things. Help me to listen and give me the courage and strength to obey. I am broken but beautiful because of the one and only giver of life, Jesus Christ.
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