I don’t want you to look at this sickness as something that I stand back and watch you go through—you there and Me here. It’s never been like that, really, and I certainly don’t want it to be like that now.

My heart breaks to see you in pain—not only the physical pain, but also the mental and spiritual attacks that come with it, the thoughts of helplessness and hopelessness, the despair. Please believe that I never allow anything to happen to you, one of My children who loves Me, that’s not in some way for your good. Hang on to that promise.

I’m right here. I know it hurts, and I feel for you. I’m right here by your side. No, I’m not even that distant; I surround you, covering all the sore spots, soothing as only I can, and I won’t leave you for an instant.

In times of pain, I will bring sweet relief. In times of distress, I will be your comforter. In times of doubt, I will fan your spark of faith. In your darkest hour, I will be your guiding light. In times of torment, I will be your safe haven. In times of emptiness, I will be your all-in-all.