I used to fear this whole sickness thing so much. Hospitals, doctors, tests, the unknown diagnosis… now I have proof, God always has the final say and nothing can stop His purpose.
I used to fear death… but I’ve seen it come to 2 saints (my parents) and although it wasn’t pretty, it was merciful.
I used to fear my children rebelling against God, stubbornly doing life their own way… yet I’ve watched God hound and protect them, and woo them back… wiser, stronger, whole-hearted followers.
These weren’t easy or painless lessons. They are treasures I value dearly. To see God BIGGER, to witness His power, and His strength in the midst – has been greater than any fear I had.
Sickness still seems unfair. “David’s already been through enough,” I whisper. “He’s already endured his share.” Then I’m reminded, I AM the Potter and you are the clay. I use you differently than I use him… and each of your children, family, friends. Will the clay complain?
Ahhh, Your ways are higher. Your purpose greater. You are faithful. Ever-merciful. You know every hair, every thought, every cell. I am safe in Your shadow. You are my Secret Place.
Casting Crowns: “So when you’re on your knees and answers seem so far away. You’re not alone, stop holding on and just be held. Your world’s not falling apart, its falling into place. I’m on the throne, stop holding on and just be held.” –sigh
ForGlorySake! –Anna
