What a joy it is to introduce you to my friend, Norma Gail. We first met on Twitter a year or so ago and realized that we are both authors with Lighthouse Publishing of the Carolinas. Our friendship began with supporting each others work through retweeting and sharing posts, and quickly developed into sister-friends. Norma is a prayer warrior, a faithful friend, and a gifted writer. I pray you’ll be encouraged by her post about finding a song of praise in our darkest nights.
Welcome Norma Gail!
could not remember the last day without pain. A week of small trials, following
a prolonged period of physical pain and sleeplessness made me feel trapped, as
if the sun would never shine again.
a painful condition is unseen, others doubt and are quick to accuse. It is all
too frequent for people to condemn the sufferer rather than console. The widow
receives comfort for a while, and then life is expected to move on. Too often,
the innocent spouse receives as much judgment as the guilty. The surgical
patient receives more sympathy than the sufferer of an invisible disability.
bird perched upon a dead tree outside my window, singing as a blanket of fog
wrapped me in the silence of unrelenting hurt created a powerful picture. God
is as close in the throes of misery and sorrow, as in the sunshine, but it is
more difficult to run to Him when surrounded by blackness and thorns.
spoke to Job in the midst of the storm and to Elijah in a still small voice
after the tumult had passed. God answers when I call to Him. He does not leave
me alone in the dark, hopeless, and afraid. When it appears He has abandoned, God
whispers the comfort of His presence. I only have to sit still to hear. God rarely
shouts His answers. He prefers the quiet solitude of our hearts to speak His
most gracious words of comfort and peace. He desires me to lean my head on His
chest, leaving my burdens at His feet.
is not chance that Jesus was called the “Man of Sorrows.” He knows my own
unique pain. He will not leave me desolate. He will bring balm for my aching
soul as He sent the ravens to feed Elijah at Cherith, and angels to Jesus in
the wilderness. When the times of pain and darkness come, I must remember the times
God has given me songs in the night, adopted children in the midst of
infertility, certainty of heaven in the midst of crushing grief.
for Him in the darkness. Call to Him from the fog of pain. He may not take away
the circumstances, but He is faithful to provide healing balm and restore singing
to an aching heart.
Norma Gail Thurston Holtman
Norma Gail Thurston Holtman, July 12, 2002
Gail’s debut contemporary Christian romance,
Land of My Dreams, released in April 2014. She has led weekly
women’s Bible studies for 19 years. Her devotionals and poetry have appeared at
ChristianDevotions.us, the StitchesthruTime blog, and in “The Secret Place.”
She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers, FaithWriters, Romance
Writers of America, and the New Mexico Christian Novelists. She and her husband
of 38 years have two adult children.
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