Life has a funny way of continuing, doesn’t it?
Lately I have been bombarded by events that have left me punch drunk. There have honestly been times when I have longed for a period of cease fire on the battlefield of life. I have thought how nice it would be to run away for a time, just step out of my problems and disappear.
I have lived long enough to know, though that when I run from one set of problems another set is waiting to take its place.
I have been dealing with the unexpected of late, and although I can clearly see His hand in the situation I long for the resolution.
In the midst of this, I have found myself coping with the proverbial thorn in my side. The thorn is not unwanted but causes me so much pain and discomfort that it is almost unbearable at times.
I long for normality in life, but then I am no longer certain what normal is.
So instead of running away, I will run to Him. I will hide in the shelter of His wings, if only for a time.
I’m not afraid, not in the least, and that would seem strange to someone who does not know Him.
While I cope with situations that I have been coping with for some time now and learn the steps of this new path I am on, I think on the things of the Word.
I think of the times that my Father has had to scoop me up and carry me in His arms, I think of the times He infused me with His strength to face my giants, I think of His comfort when my strength was gone and I wept at His feet.
And I press on, knowing that this too shall pass, and I will begin again on a new adventure, a new calling, a new time, and the old things will pass away, and all things will be made new.
He is still the BEST thing that ever happened to me…my Love, my Life, my All.
