Pray the words of this Lazaroo aloud, with burning emotion:

“Those who live in Maroth writhe in pain, waiting for relief…”
(Micah 1:12)

Been there, Jesus.

I know all too well what it is to writhe in pain
longing for relief.

Physical pain is bad enough
but it can’t touch the other kind –

the agony of a broken heart

rejection
anger
betrayal

that won’t heal for anything

the deep, relentless ache
of a dream that refuses to come true

no matter how hard I try

the sharp, searing pain of guilt
eating me alive

knowing what I’ve caused
helpless to do anything about it.

I’m tempted to do something – anything – to end it
battling an irrational desire to make the pain stop

at all costs.

That’s when my belief in You is put to one of its severest tests

as I hang on a little longer
waiting…waiting…waiting till I want to scream

knowing You will come.

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Psalms 5:3; Psalms 27:14; Psalms 33:20; Psalms 37:7-11; Psalms 37:34; Psalms 38:15-22; Psalms 119:84; Psalms 119:166; Psalms 130:5-6; Proverbs 20:22; Isaiah 8:17; 1 Corinthians 4:3-5; 1 Thessalonians 1:9-10; Titus 2:11-13; Jude 1:21; Revelation 6:9-11

What is Lazaroo?

Take Me Deeper