Oh, this in insidious. But it happens more often than I think most of us like to admit. Yes, we are told to weep with those who weep, and those who suffer from debilitating infirmities and handicaps deserve our compassion. But when does pity cross the line into self-pity, a weakened state of feeling sorry for one’s self? At what point do well-meaning acts of sympathy become an excuse for unbelief?
Proverbs 17:22 tells us that a merry heart does good like a medicine. If that is so, then bitterness is like a poison to the soul. It keeps us from experiencing God’s best for us. A case in point is the raising of Jairus’s daughter as told in Luke 8:41-56. When Jesus came to Jairus’s house, the professional mourners were there. If Jesus had allowed them to continue weeping and wailing, the miracle would not have taken place. It was a case of crying gone overboard, refusing comfort, unwilling to believe God for better things. An attitude of despair had taken over, which was why Jesus could not allow the mourners to stay. He had to put them out, and that’s what you and I need to do if we want to be healed.
Hope and despair cannot occupy the same space. That’s why it’s so important, in all our “wishing to be well” or “wishing others to be well” that we give thanks to God in all circumstances. We need to praise Him for who He is, remembering all the good things he has done for us. We need to read His Word and be willing to believe it. That’s what brings joy. That’s what brings freedom. That’s what brings healing.
“He sent forth His Word and healed them and delivered them from destruction.” (Psalm 107:20)