This is a powerful poem written by Anne Johnson Flint Stone, who endured so much pain and suffering.
HE GIVETH MORE GRACE
He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;
To added affliction He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.
When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.
His love has no limit, His grace has no measure;
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth and giveth and giveth again.
“8 Behold, I will bring them from the north country
and gather them from the farthest parts of the earth,
among them the blind and the lame,
the pregnant woman and she who is in labor, together;
a great company, they shall return here.
9 With weeping they shall come,
and with pleas for mercy I will lead them back,
I will make them walk by brooks of water,
in a straight path in which they shall not stumble,
for I am a Father to Israel,
and Ephraim is my firstborn.” – Jeremiah.31:8-9 ESV
Reading this gave me a picture of Christ leading all the broken, lame and blind (because of sin) to the city God has prepared for us. It reminded me of how Christ bore all our pain and shame as he led these people (us) through the rocky roads of this life. This voice of hope that straightens the path under our feet (because of what Christ has done), is the anchor for our journey in this life.