{"id":120,"date":"2015-03-05T13:23:58","date_gmt":"2015-03-05T18:23:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/musings.butchevans.com\/?p=120"},"modified":"2015-03-12T02:59:38","modified_gmt":"2015-03-12T07:59:38","slug":"conversations-with-my-god","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/musings.butchevans.com\/?p=120","title":{"rendered":"Conversations with My God&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In August of 2014, my wife and I were separated. \u00a0This is one of the most painful things I have ever endured. \u00a0One of the painful realities of that period was the difficulty I had in expressing my hurt to God. \u00a0This poem came from that pain:<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Conversations with My God<br \/>\n<\/strong>August 18, 2014<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8220;Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened,&#8221; this is your call to me. \u00a0<span style=\"color: #ff0000;\">(Matthew 11:28)<\/span><br \/>\n&#8220;I hurt and I&#8217;m can&#8217;t bear this burden all on my own! Is this some kind of test?&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;My child,&#8221; You say to me, &#8220;Come to me and I will give you rest.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Thank you, Lord Jesus,&#8221; is my reply, &#8220;Thank you for setting me free!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8220;Do not let your hearts be troubled,&#8221; You said when you were here. <span style=\"color: #ff0000;\">(John 14:1)<\/span><br \/>\n&#8220;I feel lost, my Lord. It&#8217;s too hard to live in this sinful world that I see!&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;My child,&#8221; You said once again, &#8220;I&#8217;m preparing a place for you to be with me.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Thank you, Lord Jesus,&#8221; is my reply, &#8220;Thank you for calming my fear!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8220;In this world you will have trouble,&#8221; You said and I know it for sure! <span style=\"color: #ff0000;\">(John 16:33)<\/span><br \/>\n&#8220;I&#8217;m in trouble right now, Lord! How can I bear this trouble on every hand?&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Take heart! I have overcome the world.&#8221; This promise helps me to understand.<br \/>\n&#8220;Thank you, Lord Jesus,&#8221; is my reply, &#8220;Thank you for being a conquering Savior!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8220;My accusers stand all around me, Lord. They are right, my sin condemns me to shame!&#8221; <span style=\"color: #ff0000;\">(John 8:2-11)<\/span><br \/>\n&#8220;Though I try to live the life you&#8217;ve called me to, I can&#8217;t do it. I fail every time!&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Where are the accusers before me?&#8221; You ask. &#8220;I do not condemn you. Go and leave sin behind!&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Thank you, Lord Jesus,&#8221; is my reply, &#8220;Thank you for your forgiveness! 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