Pray the words of this Lazaroo aloud, with a little less drama:

“Look around and see. Is any suffering like my suffering that was inflicted on me…”?
(Lamentations 1:12)

Sometimes it feels that way, Jesus.

One hit would be enough to handle.
If that’s all it was, I think I could bear up under it.

But it’s when the crises pile up
one after another

that I begin to feel overwhelmed.

It’s bad enough when I see the problem coming a long way off.

At least I can halfway prepare myself for it
when it finally arrives.

But while I’m attempting to deal with that gathering storm

and simultaneously
something shocking occurs

something major
potentially disastrous
totally unexpected

that’s when I’m tempted to start feeling sorry for myself…

until I remember the untold millions of my brothers and sisters

whose horrific agonies of

rape
imprisonment
torture
death

shrink my exaggerated opinion of my own suffering

to the size it actually is.

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1 Samuel 26:7-16; Psalms 88:15; Psalms 119:153; Isaiah 38:17; Jeremiah 5:1-2; Lamentations 3:47-48; Luke 13:1-5; Romans 11:2-4; 1 Corinthians 10:12-13; 2 Corinthians 1:8-11; Galatians 3:4; Colossians 1:24; 1 Thessalonians 3:2-4; Hebrews 5:7-9

What is Lazaroo?

Take Me Deeper