Trusting in what I don't see helps me deal with what I do see

God's been bringing me back to this truth repeatedly lately. That I need to choose to put my trust in God unconditionally. No matter what happens, even if things do not turn out at all as I'd like them, when I trust Him, I can move forward in life with peace, joy and gratitude.

As I've mentioned, I've been studying in Esther. I am inspired by Esther's words recorded in Esther 4:16 (NIV):

"Go, gather together all the Jews who are in Susa, and fast for me. Do not eat or drink for three days, night or day. I and my maids will fast as you do. When this is done, I will go to the king, even though it is against the law. And if I perish, I perish."

As I read this I see a woman trusting in the God she can't see. She's choosing to do what she believes God wants, even though it will most likely mean she will die. It was against the law to come before the King without being summoned and the penalty was death; the only way there could be a reprieve was if the King chose to extend his scepter toward the person who'd come before him without being summoned. Esther's choice to trust God and do what she believed to be right, regardless of consequences, encourages me to do the same.

I found this comment of Beth Moore's interesting

"Ironically, a person is never less aware of divine intervention than when he or she has been chosen to render it. Sometimes God's hand is so close that it covers the eyes."

This seems true to me; sometimes in the midst of things, it's too difficult to see clearly what is really going on. Sometimes God is using me, or protecting me, but I am not even aware until I look back later on the situation.

I've noticed that it's as if once I have settled in my heart and mind that I will do what I believe is right and stop trying to manipulate the outcomes, I'm then free to go ahead and live without being so stressed about how things are going to go. The truth is that I have very little control over how things are going to go anyway; I can only do what I believe to be right and then things are going to happen as they will. When I live with this attitude I find that I'm more free to enjoy the good stuff that is in life every day and live with an attitude of gratitude.

What about you, is trusting God easy or difficult for you? What has God been teaching you about trusting Him?

What do you do when tough stuff happens?

Both Larry from Photogr Thinks and Victor from Time for Reflections have been talking this week about the same thing that's been on my heart for quite a while lately - how to respond when bad things, unfair things, happen. Interestingly enough, the pastor at my church just started a sermon series on Easter Sunday on a related theme, how to be on solid ground during shaky times.

I'm grateful that as I'm dealing with my own difficult circumstances, God is faithful to provide encouragment through His Word and other Believers.

As I've been studying in the book of Esther during my quiet times I've really been pondering Esther 4:14B (NIV):

And who knows but that you have come to royal position for such a time as this?"

For me unfair life difficulties seem like an aberration, a glitch in the scheme of things. But Mordecai's words to Esther puts things into perspective - God knew before all creation that these events (in the case of Esther the events were that Haman had convinced King Xerxes that he should put all the Jews in the land to death) would take place, God knew that Esther would be there when these events occurred, and God had elevated Esther to the position of Queen so she could use her influence on Xerxes to resend the decision.

So I've been pondering the difficult situations in my life right now and asking God what is it that He wants from me in these situations? It's OK that I'm not too thrilled about these things - but what is the purpose that I'm supposed to be fulfilling?

To be totally transparent, I haven't received the answer yet. But I'm still choosing to trust God.

What about you, have you encountered difficult situations where you just knew God had put you, and you understood why He had you there?

Terrific Tuesday with Victor from Time for Reflections

Today's Terrific Tuesday guest is Victor Moubarak who writes at Time for Reflections which he describes as a little Christian whisper in the vast expanse which is the World Wide Web.

Victor has written a Christian fiction book "Visions" about the apparition of Christ in a small English town, featuring the amiable Father Ignatius. His Blog consists of short stories featuring Father Ignatius, as well as short articles to help us reflect on our Christian Faith. You can learn more about the book and Fr Ignatius on Victor's Blog.

Here's an article he has written especially for us to help us in our reflections:

WHEN THINGS GO WRONG

The world is frequently in turmoil; earthquakes, floods, droughts, famines and wars are often on our TV screens. As well as many more localised tragedies that occur near us, to us or to our loved ones; such as disasters, accidents, sudden serious illnesses and so on.

The usual knee-jerk reaction is to blame God. "Why did He let this happen? Does He not care?" are words often uttered or cross our minds when things go wrong.

I believe that God allows bad things to happen. He does not make them happen.

"Why?"

God allows these things to happen to serve His own purpose in His own time and in His own way. We really do not know why He allows them to happen; but we must trust Him. Difficult as it may be under the circumstances; we must trust Him.

When bad things happen, it is important to remember that God is still in control.

He is not hiding behind the sofa whimpering and trembling in fear.

He knows what has happened, how it affects people close to the event, and even people far away and totally detached from it. He never loses control of the situation.

Our reaction to these events is therefore vital. Our human nature will take over and all our emotions will come to the fore - shock, fear, denial, anger and so on.

However, when we have calmed down a little, we should turn to God and praise and thank Him.

"What did you just say? Praise Him?"

We are praising and thanking Him for still being in control of the situation - not because He allowed the bad thing to happen.

Our praise acknowledges His supreme power over the whole universe. We are in effect saying that we accept that He allowed the bad things to happen, yet we still trust Him, and trust that His will be done.

So let's Praise Him always - through gritted teeth even!

When we acknowledge, in such terrible situations, that His will is still paramount; we open a channel, in certain circumstances, for God to turn the situation to the good.

I have seen this happen several times.

Good will result from any bad situation as we praise God and acknowledge His will above all else.

Healing Tears

Tears can bring healing.

Yet so many of us were thoroughly steeped in the tradition of being strong, hearing that we either needed to "take it like a man", or that "big girls don't cry". That somehow our grief was wrong.

I can remember for years how I sublimated my pain and grief; how I only let it come out when I was reading a book or watching a movie. Then, while alone and reading, or in that dark movie theater, I would let myself vicariously experience the pain of someone else, and cry. That was my relief valve.

Through the years God has shown me the value of grieving, morning, and shedding tears. I've learned that it's an easier pain to just go with it for a time, to allow myself to feel the hurt. I've found that the pain will not consume me to such an extent that I will never be able to function again. That I can just let it out and receive God's comfort. I've experienced feeling through the pain to the other side when I can move on in life, past the pain.

Just recently, for a reason about which I am unclear, God is bringing me back to teaching about tears. As I'm studying the book Captivating by Stasi Eldridge with some friends, I've been reminded of a long ago favorite Bible passage from Psalm 56:8-10 (NLT):

⁸ You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.

⁹ My enemies will retreat when I call to you for help.
This I know: God is on my side!
¹⁰ I praise God for what he has promised;
Yes, I praise the Lord for what he has promised.

Sometimes life just hurts. We all know it.

I'm so grateful that we have a God who is moved by our sorrow, for whom we are so important that He who created the universe takes note of each tear. I adore this quote from St. Augustine in his Confessions:

"The tears...streamed down, and I let them flow as freely as they would, making them a pillow for my heart. On them it rested."

Grief, tears, expressions of mourning - they all are a form of validation. They say that the hurt mattered. I'm grateful to know that the hurts matter to God as well.

What's something God's taught you about tears?

So everybody doesn't know what Easter is all about?

Yesterday during church the pastor showed a very short video that he'd made that has still got me to thinking.

He'd gone down to a local outdoor shopping mall called Victoria Gardens that is very popular in this area. He'd randomly talked to various people whom he encounered at this shopping center and asked them what Easter meant to them, why do we celebrate Easter. The people he questioned were various ages, ethnic gorups, genders, and looked extremely typical; people I would meet on the street. Out of those few people he questioned, not a single one appeared to know the Christian message of the risen savior. Two people appeared to know that it was about Jesus, and I'm not kidding, they said it was celebrating Jesus' birth. One hemmed and hawed and said that he used to know but just couldn't remember (this particular person was not old). The rest basically alluded to the cultural aspects such as family celebrations, easter eggs, bunnies, etc.

As I watched this short clip something in my spirit sank. I kept asking - how can people be so unaware of the message of Jesus? Have we as Christians become so insulated from the rest of the world that no one has any idea what we believe? I couldn't help but feel like somehow, as a group, we're failing....more importantly, I began questioning what can I do different. How can I have more impact on the people around me?

Grateful

On this good Friday I'm thinking about how grateful I am for what Jesus did for me.

Isaiah 53(MSG)

¹ Who believes what we've heard and seen? Who would have thought God's saving power would look like this?

^2-6The servant grew up before God—a scrawny seedling,
a scrubby plant in a parched field.
There was nothing attractive about him,
nothing to cause us to take a second look.
He was looked down on and passed over,
a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand.
One look at him and people turned away.
We looked down on him, thought he was scum.
But the fact is, it was our pains he carried—
our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us.
We thought he brought it on himself,
that God was punishing him for his own failures.
But it was our sins that did that to him,
that ripped and tore and crushed him—our sins!
He took the punishment, and that made us whole.
Through his bruises we get healed.
We're all like sheep who've wandered off and gotten lost.
We've all done our own thing, gone our own way.
And God has piled all our sins, everything we've done wrong,
on him, on him.

^7-9He was beaten, he was tortured,
but he didn't say a word.
Like a lamb taken to be slaughtered
and like a sheep being sheared,
he took it all in silence.
Justice miscarried, and he was led off—
and did anyone really know what was happening?
He died without a thought for his own welfare,
beaten bloody for the sins of my people.
They buried him with the wicked,
threw him in a grave with a rich man,
Even though he'd never hurt a soul
or said one word that wasn't true.

¹⁰Still, it's what God had in mind all along,
to crush him with pain.
The plan was that he give himself as an offering for sin
so that he'd see life come from it—life, life, and more life.
And God's plan will deeply prosper through him.

^11-12Out of that terrible travail of soul,
he'll see that it's worth it and be glad he did it.
Through what he experienced, my righteous one, my servant,
will make many "righteous ones,"
as he himself carries the burden of their sins.
Therefore I'll reward him extravagantly—
the best of everything, the highest honors—
Because he looked death in the face and didn't flinch,
because he embraced the company of the lowest.
He took on his own shoulders the sin of the many,
he took up the cause of all the black sheep.

What keeps you from giving your best?

I know that Sunday was Palm Sunday. But today, as I'm continuing to prepare my heart in anticipation of Easter, I wanted to back up a bit and go over again what happened to Jesus the day before Palm Sunday. So I was reading in John 12:1-8; the account of when Mary, the sister of Lazarus, anointed Jesus' feet with costly perfume and wiped His feet with her hair.

This has long been one of my favorite Bible accounts.

I'm moved by Mary's humility. Mary was the sister of Lazarus, the man at whose home Jesus had come to for dinner. My understanding is that it was a slave's job to wash the guests feet. I've read that no woman in that day would be seen with her hair uncovered and down. But here I see Mary not only uncovering her head, but taking on the role of a servant to wash Jesus' feet and then use her hair to dry them. She risked the ridicule of those around her to give to her Savior her very best.

I'm moved by Mary's generosity. I've repeatedly read that the perfume that Mary used was very expensive—worth about a year's wages. Some commentators think that it may have been bought as an investment … possibly to be included in her dowry. This was her most prized possession, the best she had to give. Not only was Mary's gift expensive, but it was costly to her reputation. The disciples all rebuked her for giving her gift to Jesus. Judas said, "This should have been sold and the money given to the poor!"

As I think on this account I find myself asking if there are any opinions of people, criticism or careless comments that may be keeping me from giving my best?

As I think about giving my best, I realize that my best is really my everything. That any one act or gift just symbolizes the whole.