Life has a way of breaking us open. There are seasons when sorrow runs deep, when the weight we carry feels heavier than we can hold, and we’re not sure where to turn. In those quiet, aching moments, an old hymn comes to mind:
“When sore trials came upon you,
Did you think to pray?
When your soul was full of sorrow,
Balm of Gilead did you borrow
At the gates of day?”
It’s not a scolding question. It’s a gentle reminder. When everything feels fragile, when nothing seems to help, there’s still a place to go. Still someone to turn to.
In ancient times, the balm of Gilead was a healing ointment—rare, costly, and deeply valued. Over time, it became a symbol of something greater: the quiet, steady healing found in Jesus Christ. He is the true Balm of Gilead. Not just a comfort—but a Healer. Not distant—but near.
Not hurried—but present.
When we turn to Him in prayer—even if all we can manage is a whisper—something begins to change. Not always the situation. But us. Our hearts. Our ability to breathe again. He doesn’t promise to take away every trial, but He does promise to walk through them with us. And somehow, His presence brings peace where there shouldn’t be any.
There is still a Balm in Gilead. And when your soul is full of sorrow, you can borrow His healing—freely, quietly, whenever you need it.
by Greg Olsen




























































