Do you ever feel like life has slapped you in the face-and then
came and stepped on your toe-
and then took your lunch, and then spit in your face? So life is not an entity that can actually reach out and hit
you...but sometimes I feel like things/situations come at me one
after another and things are ok-and then one thing pushes me over the
edge.
That feeling is not fun.
I was at the pool at my condo and a guy came with this little kid.
They got into a section that wasn't very deep-and I recall the child
wearing some kind of flotation device. And as the guy (I assume his
dad) stepped away from the child, the child seemed ok for a few
minutes and then began flailing and squealing, scared of being in the
pool. The dad reassured the child that he was ok and the he was right there
with him, and the kid still seemed unsure until the dad came and
held him.
Perhaps my problems, things that I “flail” and “cry” about
metaphorically, are not as intimidating as they present. I have safety
in Christ, I have a Father who won't let me drown in those issues.
The truth from Jesus,
“Then
Jesus again spoke to them, saying, 'I am the Light of the world; he
who follows Me will not walk in the darkness, but will have the Light
of life.'” John 8:12
"Who
will separate us from the love of Christ? Will tribulation, or
distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or
sword? Just as it is written,
'For
Your sake we are being put to death all day long;
We were
considered as sheep to be slaughtered.'
But
in all these things we overwhelmingly conquer through Him who loved
us. For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor
principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers,
nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to
separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
Romans 8:35-39
Life
hurts sometimes; seriously it does. But to be blessed with real
eternal life, salvation through Jesus, true love-is beautiful.
I
feel like I'm gulping metaphoric water sometimes. I do my share of
“flailing” for sure. Life is hard, but I'll cling to the hope I
have.
“Let
us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who
promised is faithful;” Hebrews 10:23
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