I suppose this is not a post directly devoted to worship and it's theology or practicalities but as a worshipper this is simply an account of my experience of the past 2 weeks.
As many of you will know almost 2 weeks ago we woke to the devastating news that Nik's sister Lindsay (age 23) had passed away. We have been praying and praying for Lindsay in her battle against cancer. On Monday of this week we again woke to an early phonecall informing us that a friend (age 22) of my husband's had died after a fall in Russia. In school on Wednesday our singing teacher was asking for the next day off as she was involved in the funeral of a 3 yr old who drowned whilst on holiday in Spain. I spoke to a close colleague on the phone on Wednesday who informed me of a teacher who had lost her 3 month old baby girl.
My reaction - confusion.
3 comments:
I just read your post and I'm sorry to hear about everything going on around you! Death is a separation and it hurts. They have given my Grandmother either a few days to a few weeks to live and she is on hospice. Overnight she has gone to a point that I can't even talk to her. My friend's Dad is dying of cancer and is also on hospice. I know they will probably both go in a of matter days of each other.
It makes me remember that we are mortal and we will never understand God's plans...His plans are not our plans. Last night at a prayer meeting we were talking about Paul's thorn in his side and how he prayed to have it removed, but God didn't to keep him humble. I know I have some "thorns" and I pray and wish they would go away. Yet last night I was actually thanking God for them because they do keep me humble and remind me daily that I need to rely on Him and not myself.
Keep pressing on for the Lord!
Love,
Jen
life is difficult..the beginning words of the road less travelled by m.scott peck..my current reading..it isn't a road less travelled,(not that this is what he suggests), it is a road well worn and trampelled. A road trod on so much that in parts it is so dry and dusty grit gets in eyes but eyes already well watered, in parts, maybe because of those tears, it has become a quagmire some wade through and some have wearily slumped into, surrendered, suffocated, the mind has become clogged.no more confusion, and some have stumbled into it, collapsed under the weight of the one they carry and where they have laid their loved one down they now kneel..not able to get up and move on..and they have already started on this road of pain..the weight they have laid down will ironically add to the pain they carry as they walk on..if.
sorry no words of comfort, only expression..and an appreciation of the realness of death in life and the fragile state we are in is glimpsed. peace and love. wendy
Experiences like these leave us reeling. When little ones suffer, when people around us die, these things all make my insides scream, "Something isn't right with this world! This was never suppossed to happen!" You can see, feel and almost touch the horrible scars that sin leaves behind, the gaping holes of hurt. I'm not even talking about our own sin. I'm talking about the original sin which threw our whole world and being into chaos. Where people that were made to live forever died. Where lives of sweet connection with our Creator were ripped apart. That sin.
Days like the ones you are walking through right now make me yearn for the day when Jesus returns and sets everything right. Days like these remind me that as comfortable as I may get when things are going well, this world is not my home. So when my head and heart scream at the pain and horror I see around me, when the disgust that these things happen and the cries of my friends and family ring in my ears, than I remember... and I pray, "Jesus, come quickly."
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