Nobody Knows the Trouble I've Seen

Lord, ain't it the truth. Sometimes there are things and events in life that we can't part our lips to tell, somethings we had better not tell. Sometimes it feels that even if you did tell, no one would understand anyway. May not be true, but it feels that way. There are heartaches, heartbreaks, debasements, and humiliations. There are betrayals, abuses, and all manner of ill-treatment. Lord, some of this world's systems that are supposed to be of help, are actually some of the most demoralizing. I guess we ought to finish the lyrics. "Nobody knows but Jesus." True.
I recently had to relive a pain that I thought was so far behind me, I would never see it again. Merciful Lord, that hurt!  I cried so. I got in my car and couldn't drive, so I called a close girlfriend that talked me down off that 'ledge' and I was able to go home.  Can't nobody do me like Jesus! The event didn't last long, but was so very intense. Jesus stepped in through the voice of a faithful friend. When I think  of the goodness of the Lord and all that he has done for me, my soul shouts out 'Hallelujah!'. Thank God, for saving me.
So when you see Sister Going-Through throw up her hands and holler, or Mother Been-Through lose her shoes and hat in the aisle, don't giggle or sneer, be happy that Jesus loves them enough to bring release from their cares. Scripture says that we are to cast all of our cares on Him for He cares for us. The Sweet Lord means it. When in Hebrews we read that we have a high priest that is touched by our infirmities, believe it. Sometimes I give a shout in my hallway, or dance in my kitchen. Sometimes I have to stop whatever I'm doing to give 'it ' up to Jesus...loudly. I've been told that my voice can be heard singing above the crowd. I didn't realize that. All I know is that I have to worship the Lord that sees, hears, knows, and can fix all of my trouble.