Hope for the Hurting

Yesterday I wrote about a day that changed my life forever.   A day I’d rather forget, never relive. Since the post, I have received emails and Facebook messages from those hurting, healing, and/or surrendering.

One person I’ve not talked to years sent a message saying life is hard and he’s ready to give his life and control over to Christ. One mom feels inadequate to lead and shepherd her teen daughter well.  She feels alone and unloved.  Another friend also dreads January 30 because of a traumatic event that occurred many years ago.  One of my writing mentors shared that she’s beginning to write a story that she wishes was not hers to write.  A teen texted me expressing fear because her parents don’t share her faith.  She wants them in heaven with her. Another gal confessed she’s deep in sin while serving in ministry full-time; she desires freedom.
Do you feel that? Heaviness.  Life is hard.  We feel we aren’t good enough.  We have a past that haunts us. We want others to know Him like we do, but we don’t feel qualified or equipped to share.
This is our broken world.
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And while my heart is heavy for those hurting, I am filled with hope and a peace that passes all understanding. 
Yes, my soul, find rest in God; my hope comes from him. Psalm 62:5
And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:7
The man I’ve not talked to in years – husband and father to three – is taking steps to surrender to Christ.  The mom who wants to parent well is reaching out for help, understanding, and prayer.  The friend who dreads January 30 has finally shared the trauma with a counselor and today is looking brighter.  My writing mentor is putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard;) and voicing her story for the first time.   The teen gal has resolved to renew her mind daily with God’s word and pray diligently for her parents, shining her light into their darkness. The one in full-time ministry is finding an accountability group and praying through each temptation, seeking Jesus to renew her mind.
There’s hope.  Hope for each of them, hope for you, and hope for me.
Nothing is impossible.  No mountain too high and no valley too low when you place your faith, trust, and hope in Him.
Today I ask that you join me in praying Psalm 27- a Psalm filled with hope!  For the hurting.  For healing.  For transformed and surrendered hearts.
Dear Lord,
You are my light and my salvation – whom shall I fear?  You are the place of my security – my stronghold.  Of whom shall I be afraid?  Though this world may cause me worry and distress, my heart will not fear.  I will be confident in You! Lord, I ask one thing:  That I may dwell in Your presence all the days of my life, gazing upon Your beauty and seeking You.  When I face trouble, I know you will keep me safe in Your dwelling place…in your presence.  Lord, hear my voice when I call.  Be merciful to me and answer.  Your face, Lord, I seek in the storm and in the calm, for I am confident of this:  I will see Your goodness in both.  Today and always I will seek and wait on You. 
Can I pray for you today?  Whether you’re hurting, healing, surrendering – or perhaps in the best place you’ve ever been – it would be my honor to pray for you.  You can comment or email me at sarah.b.farish@gmail.com.


  1. Love that you’re reaching out with boldness and it’s changing lives.

    • Thanks, Sundi Jo! So encouraged by your book to write with honesty and transparency in order to help others and bring glory to Him!

  2. Thank you Sarah for your transparency, vulnerability and compassion for others. You blessed me so much with this posting. Praying for you and all those who are reaching out to you.

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