Apparently we humans have a tendency from birth to think it is all about us,which at first it is. Eventually our parents hope we will recipricat, and share our compassion.
If that loving process was interrupted in your family , you may not have picked up on that part. Survival and self protection may rule your personal space. In these modes we take short cuts to make it better for ourselves and more comfortable in our space. This is where our choice to find ways around or through our pain, physical , emotional or mental comes into the picture .
We can decide to let God help us go through and become the masters of our problems or the victim. When you stand on God's love and promises of good for you in the face of your darkest hour. You will see him come through for you in unexpected ways. Not the ways you necessarily wanted.
If you look for short cuts you will find more troubles. Some of those include addiction to drugs to mask pain, dishonest activities to make gain . Isolation and suicide are on the rise these days. Some people become angry, cruel even violent to protect their emotions and their personal space identity.
Christians are not exempt from this choice. I have seen plenty of my brother and sisters who say they love God and cower out of facing the choice to go through. The pain can seem so great they lose sight of what holding the hand of God is for. Leaning on His everlasting arms.
I think we neglect the very purpose of friendship with God. It is not always about getting you out of your troubles it is about seeing you through. When you have come out the other side you are stronger more mature and more bonded to the one who helped you through. Now you have something more to give away. You have something to offer someone else in their pain. .It is not all about you. Parents who save their children out of everything do them no favors. Going through is character building.
Sometimes God will put someone's flesh on to prove a point . My recent knee replacement was so much more pain than I thought I could bare. I have a friend who texted me every day and sometimes many more times to ask how i am. I am not that good about this sort of thing . It started out very awkward for me. Then I began checking my phone constantly to see if she texted. I always answered. It became some kind of life line of someone knowing and understanding what I was going through. It gave me a little light in my dark place. She kept me going to not bury myself i painkillers. She kept me from isolating in my pain . That was my usual way of handling things. Her friendship has way more depth for me. I owe her a debt of gratitude. To turn this back to God , He was there in her and I knew it. It was the best lesson in friendship and being there for someone I have ever experienced. God help me pass this on.