My “natural woman” mind tells me that it is selfish and unnecessary to pray and ask just for comfort.

Because immediately, I think of all the things I’m not doing right.

“I can’t ask for comfort because I should be a better mom who knows how to calm down her child.”

“I can’t ask for comfort because this really isn’t that bad of a situation and I should know how to make it better.”

“I can’t ask for comfort because I don’t even know why I’m upset or sad! These changing hormones are getting to me.”

And yet – I KNOW my Heavenly Father wants to comfort me when I am sad and overwhelmed. With no prerequisite of perfection, or even righteousness.

But I do have to ask.

And when I overcome my pride and offer a meager or desperate prayer asking for comfort –

He comforts me immediately.

I feel love. My burden feels a little bit lighter. My perspective is widened.

The Lord promises that our “sorrow and mourning shall flee away”.

Do we TRUST that the Lord can actually comfort us in our trials?

Do we know that asking for comfort is never selfish or frivolous?

Do we remember to call upon His name in the moment that we need His comfort?

Even more than our spouse or a good friend, our Heavenly Father knows that sometimes we don’t need answers. Or correction. Or direction.

Sometimes, we just need to be comforted by the One who knows our experiences and emotions perfectly.

Happy Studying!

-Cali Black

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