Sometimes, when I am down, like tonight, I ask myself if God knows how it feels like.
I’m sure other people do the same, like when a hurricane hits their homes, a fire burns down all their belongings, or sickness takes away a loved one.
Then the question, ‘God, do you know how this feels like? Do you really love us?’ comes out of our mouths. After all, what does he know? For all we know we are but pawns played to his sport.
And yes, I think God does know. I think God became man and went through the worst persecution (not just physically painful, but a piercing sorrow in his heart as well) just so we could say, ‘Of course he knows. He went through everything that you felt first.’
So no one can say he doesn’t know. He took the form of a man, and was human in everything. The way he breathed, felt, lived, and most of all, suffered.
