For in this tent we groan, longing to put on our heavenly dwelling. ~2 Corinthians 5.2
Four years ago today, my darling youngest daughter went home to be with the Lord.
As this anniversary approached over the last few weeks, I’ve reflected on memories of her and the time that passed. Four years without one of my children feels unthinkable. Yet, here I am.
(more…)Ah, Utopia.
A perfect life. A perfect world where all our days are just…perfect.
No conflict. No squabbles. No pain.
We’re all searching for that, aren’t we? We deserve to keep getting promotion after promotion. We shouldn’t receive calls from debt collectors, but our coffers should be full of abundance simultaneously while our homes full of all the fine things we want. And, shouldn’t our churches fill us with all the joy and knowledge of God without the fusses of conflict and questions about each other’s intentions or decision-making?
We hate pain. We hate the intrusion of detours to our perfectly made schedules. And, forget about those nasty diagnoses from Dr. So-and-So…I definitely don’t need to face that today. I don’t have time for dealing with sicknesses or other people’s “problems”, and please don’t mess up my already planned out life…it just won’t do.
(more…)The intrusion of hard providences in our life can sometimes feel quite profound. When they come, we may pause and wonder how did my life come to this? Why is this happening to me? Where is God in all this?
It’s an awkward pause to what before was normal…now is not.
How do we move forward? How do we react to days or seasons like this? Does God’s Word help us know what to do next?
(more…)“I have learned to kiss the wave that slams me into the Rock of Ages,”
— Charles Spurgeon
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