For your Maker is your husband, the Lord of hosts is his name.
This mystery is profound, and I am saying that it refers to Christ and the church.—You shall no more be termed Forsaken . . . but you shall be called My Delight Is in Her . . . for the Lord delights in you . . . and as the bridegroom rejoices over the bride, so shall your God rejoice over you.—He has sent me . . . to comfort all who mourn; to grant to those who mourn in Zion—to give them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, the garment of praise instead of a faint spirit. (from today's Daily Light)
I have been in great need of comfort and a garment of praise lately. The most recent area of intense testing/pruning (my hope for marriage) has been heart-wrenchingly difficult. Fraught with emotion and overwhelmed by thoughts, fears & hopes…finding myself as Elisabeth Elliot says in Passion & Purity, “clogged with wishes.” But the Lord has been faithful. I don’t mean he has granted my wishes, but He has been a comfort and fitted me with a garment of praise…and he has been as near and real and loving as any husband could hope to be.
I don’t know that my hope will come into being. I have no word or assurance that what I wish for is what the Lord wills for me. But I do know that my redeemer lives and has been a very present help in moments when I have felt troubled…when I have mourned what I felt I lacked…and who has proved again and again that in Him I lack nothing…that He is my portion…He is my all.
This same God also says:
And I will betroth you to me forever. I will betroth you to me in righteousness and in justice, in steadfast love and in mercy.
From this love, I cannot ever be separated…not even in death. How great is our God! How pitiful I am for thinking for a moment that what I wish for is greater…could make me happier…could satisfy me more!