I wrote this at a very low point in my life. As I read it I thought "who would want to read this! It is such a downer!" but now looking back I remember that I write this thing in hopes that others may find encouragement so here you go:
When you hit bottom it isn't an automatic "splat, I'm here." It is a slow dropping. I say dropping because I'm in God's hands the whole time. As He allows me to go further and further into misery I know He is guiding the descent. As I'm being dropped He allows me to hit some bumps, shields me from others, let's me run full force into some holes, and steers me clear of some alluring trails.
I don't understand why I'm being dropped but I understand who is in charge of the way down.
It is the same God that will bring me up. The same loving Lord that will hold me as I ascend out of this despair. The same Father that heals me as He guides my way.
So to all this pain and yuck I say "Ehh..." because I know that The Lord is here. I recognize Him as my redeemer who will lift me up, in His hands and in His time. I will pray with thanksgiving for the sorrow He has kept me from. I pray with a heart of gratitude for the trials I have faced knowing He has a plan. I pray with expectation that He will carry me up soon.
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