When God Holds the Brokenhearted

A man of gratefulness, a man of prayer, a man of vision, a man of humility, and a man passionate about God—all these come to my mind when I think about my dad, Sobitharaj.

My dad Sobitharaj lived for 54 beautiful years, and on October 19, 2015, he went to be with the Lord. October 20 was one of the heaviest days I have ever endured.

Yesterday, while reading my Bible, God reminded me of him — of how he inspired me to love the Word. I received salvation when I was in the sixth standard, and from that moment, the Bible became the most cherished book of my life. Every detail in it stirred countless questions within me, and my dad was always there to answer them. Those answers were pure revelations from God, not from the internet — for back then, such a thing didn’t even exist.

When Pastor Arulraj (from Chennai) once prayed for my dad, he laid his anointed hand upon him and said, “Can we find anyone like this man [Joseph], a man in whom is the Spirit of God?” — Genesis 41:38.

My dad truly walked with the Lord. He never had a day without prayer or Bible reading. He never asked me to read the Bible every day — I simply saw his life, and I couldn’t resist following his path out of my own interest and admiration.

This Sunday, when my pastor was preaching, he spoke about how God has different angels assigned for different works — like the angels mentioned in the book of Revelation. He said we can, in Jesus’ name, ask such angels to wait before they pour out their assignments upon us. Immediately, a memory of my dad came to mind — one that he had also written in his diary.

In that diary entry, he shared this: while writing for the Jesus Calls Ministries, he saw dark clouds approaching. Seeing this, he spoke with authority and said, “I am the servant of the Lord God. I ask you to wait until I finish His work here.” Instantly, the clouds dissolved. He completed his work peacefully and left the place.

That story always makes me wonder — amidst all the challenges we face each day, how powerful it would be if we lived with that same understanding of the authority we have in Christ! How great it would be if we refused to drown in the depths of our trials, choosing instead to rise in the strength and authority of God.

Hey friend, are you going through grief? A day will come when God will wipe away your tears and bless the sweet memories you have of your dear one.

And never forget WE WILL MEET THEM AGAIN

Dear God, I pray for everyone who has lost someone in their life. May You comfort them just as You have comforted us. May Your presence be with them. Release them from their burdened hearts, Lord. Let them find a friend, dad, mom, son, or anyone they have lost in You. Only You can understand them and help them heal, Father. We love You, Lord, for Your comforting, ever-loving, everlasting presence. In Jesus’ name, I pray. Amen.