Journal Entry – A Night of Weariness and Worship

Today was heavy — physically and emotionally. Almost the whole family gathered at the hospital emergency room. My husband had a seizure, and fear filled the air. During times like this, I wish family could come together in unity and support, but instead, someone chose this difficult moment to stir hurt and tension. While worrying about my husband’s health, we were all emotionally drained by the pain caused by harsh words and misunderstanding.

I felt lonely — wishing I had someone outside my family I could reach out to, someone who would pray with me, someone who could simply listen. But sometimes, comfort feels out of reach, even when you long for it the most.

Now, sitting here close to midnight, I thank God for getting us through this day. I opened my Bible and read Mark 14:1–9. I’ve read this story many times — the woman who broke the expensive jar of perfume at Jesus’ feet and wept. But tonight, something new stood out: Jesus was at the home of Simon the leper.

A man with leprosy — an outcast.
A woman with a broken heart — also an outcast.
And yet, Jesus was there with them.

The world may have turned away, but Jesus did not. He loved them, He saw them, He accepted their offerings and their presence.

Tonight, I take comfort in that truth. Even when I feel unseen or alone, He is near.

My prayer:

Lord, help me to feel Your presence in every situation.
Help me to look to You for strength and peace.
Help me to praise You continually, even through tears.