Pain and Suffering – A Poem

Okay, this is going to sound weird to some of you, but my Thankful Thursday poem today is titled “Pain and Suffering.” I’ve been trying to think of what to write all week and couldn’t think of anything that wasn’t trite. I thought of the new paver driveway and patio I just had installed, but didn’t think that would make much of a poem. I thought of the housekeeper I wish I had, that I would be thankful for if only I had one, but that didn’t seem right either.

Then last night I was driving to the doctor to discuss refilling my pain medication. I thought of James 1, which our youth minister preached on last Sunday. James says, “Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.” James 1:2-4 (NIV). Although I would love to live a life in which I experienced no pain or suffering, that is not my lot. (I’ve never actually met anyone who did live a life with absolutely no pain or suffering.)

But I have come to a place where I can find the good in it all – the “silver lining” if you will – in that it has taught me perseverance and compassion. For that I am thankful. I am also thankful for God’s promise that my perseverance will finish its work so that I will be mature and complete.

Pain and Suffering

I will pray
because I care
as the pain drags
you down
exhausting
endless
pain

I understand
how you feel
I’m exhausted
just like you

I have no power
to eliminate
the pain
Yours or mine

Will you let
compassion blossom
from the compost
of your pain?

Or will bitterness
engulf your soul
as pain ravages
your body?

Because I care
I will pray
that we persevere
that the pain
will be eased

I will remind you
this, too, shall pass
someday

It might not be
until Jesus returns
or calls us
home

But we’ll make it
We’ll persevere
and become mature
and complete
I will pray
because I care

Will you pray
for me, too? 

Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him.

When tempted, no one should say, “God is tempting me.” For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; but each one is tempted when, by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed. Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death.

Don’t be deceived, my dear brothers. Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created.
James 1:12-18 (NIV).

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.

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    • Theresa, Thank you for your prayers. I have fibromyalgia and osteoarthritis in my neck (most likely because I’ve been rearended 5 times 🙁 ). I’ve had both for at least 15 years. I do have long periods when I feel fine, but sometimes it is a bit overwhelming. But I love how God uses my pain, and the poems and posts that it inspires, to help and encourage others. Wha an awesome God! Peace, Linda

  1. Linda, He is working so beautifully through your poems and your pain. The poem puts words to what we feel but can’t always express. That’s why we need you to do it! So thankful for your prayers, and your poems and all that He is doing in us all.
    God bless you and comfort you, bringing healing and help to you in your pain.

    • Deb, It is a strange thing to be “thankful” for, and there was a time that I found nothing thankful in pain. But I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me, even count it pure joy when I’m in pain. 🙂 Peace, Linda

    • Jim, When my doctor came into the exam room last night I told her I was writing a poem for Thankful Thursday. She said, “I like that.” The I told her the title and she said she didn’t like that. But when I explained it was about finding the silver lining she agreed it was probably cathartic. But my favorite thing about having written this poem is to know it helped someone else. 🙂 You all continue to be in my prayers, because I care. Peace, Linda

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