Pain Has a Purpose

We can all identify with the experience of pain. Physically, it’s our bodies telling us something is rotten in Denmark. Mentally, I see pain as our spirit crying out. Whether it’s the chronic illness that will not respond to medical interventions or the chronic pain that a Sandpaper Person in your life provides, we all share that knowing.

Pain always has a purpose, though. I believe that with everything within me. And, God promises that our pain will not be forever. The same God who knit me together in my mother’s womb, who formed me before my mama ever knew she wanted to be with my daddy – He will turn my pain into something.

Something good.

Because even when All The Things are working against me, in every or any way imaginable, He is still able to work all those things together. For the good of those that love Him.

And I do love Him.

In fact I’m counting on Him to work some things together.

Can I get an ‘Amen’?

While I wait, though, it seems like a good idea to remember the very many “things” He has already worked together for my good.

Providing distance for relationships to heal.

Sending encouragement at the times I need it most.

Bestowing grace upon grace upon grace.

Supplying for needs I didn’t even know I had.

Illuminating the dark areas of my heart that I was unable to see.

Reminding me of His presence when I didn’t think to look for Him.

Knowing that my pain, whether physical or mental, has a purpose is comforting to me. Being able to look back and see places that Grace lovingly entered in and diluted the pain of a situation, is also a gift. It’s one that I keep unwrapping, years later, in some cases.

What a blessed reassurance that I matter. That whatever I find myself walking through, whether the valley of the shadow of death, taunts from those who don’t love me, or the very rotting of my bones, He will not leave.

I don’t know what pain you find yourself walking through, my friend. And, some of your pain I can’t comprehend. But, I know that some of you feel as if you are literally walking across hot coals. Surely, one of you are reading this post and you desperately need to hear this truth for the first time, or be reminded of it:

You matter. Your pain matters to God. He loves you.


Rest in that, friend. And know that you are being prayed for.


This post is day 26 in the Write 31 Days challenge.

11 thoughts on “Pain Has a Purpose

  1. My Pastor just started a new series entitled “Making Sense of Suffering.” Your post aligns with this series and even though pain is not any fun, God is always with us. Thanks girl!

  2. I just read another blogger who wrote something along the same lines about suffering. It’s true we often find so much growth through pain – it’s just hard when you’re in the middle of it.

  3. Wonderful & true post! While I did not enjoy pain at the time it was occurring, there have been many times in which I said I would do it all over again for what it brought forth in our lives. So glad I visited from the 31 Dayers FB site!

  4. Beautiful. Our pain does have purpose even when we don’t understand it. And isn’t it wonderful to know how incredibly, beyond-the-imagination, extravagantly LOVED we all are?!?!?

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