The Aftermath of It All
As I sit here this evening powering down and ready to go to bed, I am hit with many thoughts that inspire me to write. You will have to forgive me that some of it may seem like endless babbling. But I can't help it. I guess I am just feeling a bit sentimental/emotional tonight.
I look back over the week. And what does one say. I guess the main thought I have is, "I made it. I'm here!" You know, recently I have had the recurring thought, "What would I do if I were not a Christian?" Truly! Where would I be today if I did not have that dependene relationship on my Lord and Saviour.
I don't quite know what emotion to put down on paper tonight. It isn't quite sadness. It isn't quite anger. It isn't happiness. Maybe I can say that it is a settleness. Just a, well, a sigh feeling. I know I have many questions and fears. But what is the point of dwelling on them. Does it really matter? God has promised to supply all my needs---to meet them, every one. He has promised to direct my path, to be my light, to take on my burden, to give me rest.
Truly if one could have one week where every bad thing you could imagine hit, that was my week. It came from every angle. Yet, can we really expect life to be all roses. That is my dream, my want. But it is not reality. Life has to be met one day at a time, with a willingness to take whatever is dealt out--yet always with the perspective that God is on the throne. It isn't as if this one or that one kinda slipped through his sight.
I will admit that the burdens and hurts of this week make me feel tired---and old. I am disappointed with various circumstances and people. Yet, there is still a sparkle of hope deep down inside. Not once this week has there been a shadow of doubt that I am doing what He has asked of me---it's just that life has bad things in it and people will be people.
I do not expect this journey to be easy. But I guess I did expect something diffent. I don't know what, honestly. But here I am, at the end of a week that dealt out its personal worst. There will be better days and there will be worse. But one thing remains the same: In the Aftermath of It All, I know God to still be there--alert, at work, and as loving as always.
I look back over the week. And what does one say. I guess the main thought I have is, "I made it. I'm here!" You know, recently I have had the recurring thought, "What would I do if I were not a Christian?" Truly! Where would I be today if I did not have that dependene relationship on my Lord and Saviour.
I don't quite know what emotion to put down on paper tonight. It isn't quite sadness. It isn't quite anger. It isn't happiness. Maybe I can say that it is a settleness. Just a, well, a sigh feeling. I know I have many questions and fears. But what is the point of dwelling on them. Does it really matter? God has promised to supply all my needs---to meet them, every one. He has promised to direct my path, to be my light, to take on my burden, to give me rest.
Truly if one could have one week where every bad thing you could imagine hit, that was my week. It came from every angle. Yet, can we really expect life to be all roses. That is my dream, my want. But it is not reality. Life has to be met one day at a time, with a willingness to take whatever is dealt out--yet always with the perspective that God is on the throne. It isn't as if this one or that one kinda slipped through his sight.
I will admit that the burdens and hurts of this week make me feel tired---and old. I am disappointed with various circumstances and people. Yet, there is still a sparkle of hope deep down inside. Not once this week has there been a shadow of doubt that I am doing what He has asked of me---it's just that life has bad things in it and people will be people.
I do not expect this journey to be easy. But I guess I did expect something diffent. I don't know what, honestly. But here I am, at the end of a week that dealt out its personal worst. There will be better days and there will be worse. But one thing remains the same: In the Aftermath of It All, I know God to still be there--alert, at work, and as loving as always.
posted by Shellie @ 7:23 PM
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