A few weeks ago, I stopped in a Christian bookstore, and before paying for my purchase decided to look at the sale table. Actually, after you read this blog, in retrospect, you will see that it had to be God that caused me to check out the sales before I left the store. My extra “sale purchase” was a small, pocket-size devotional book, compiled and written by Chuck Swindoll, Wisdom for the Way, Wise Words for Busy People, The “busy people” part certainly fits me so I began reading the book during my brief lunch periods each day at school. Unsuspecting, about one week ago, I sat in the quiet storage area behind my classroom, reading that little devotion as I nibbled my lunch. Little did I know what a profound impact that page 39 that would have on my Christian walk in the 30-seconds that it took me to read it. I share it with you below:
Wow! If you are reading this, I’m sure you are thinking about the many unfair blows that life has dealt you. I hope that as you read, really read, these words, it will all make sense and you will feel the sense of relief and release as I felt when I said, “okay, Lord, I cannot see how it was good for me, and it doesn’t seem You will ever explain it to me or tell me why, but I accept your will in my life, absolutely, even if I never know why or understand what you expect to accomplish in me through this thing.”
Maybe you have some terrible hurts and things that have happened to you that you, too, have buried and even though you try not to think about it, something will trigger that feeling, that thought and pain and rage begin a battle in your mind as the question, “why?” causes a flood of emotions that you have tried to hide, and, the majority of the time, you have been very successful just as I have been.
Some of the blows dealt to me in my life have been so painful and I have buried them so deeply within that no one would ever know; emotional cuts and hurts so deep that no one knows and no one will probably ever know or understand. Why was I left as a young teenager and a friend taken in a needless, untimely accident? Why, being left, have I had to endure daily pain and multiple surgeries to keep my “framework” together just to manage normal daily activities? Why was I denied the privilege of having children of my own? Why did I miscarry an only pregnancy never to have the privilege of carrying another child? Why was I made a literal scapegoat for someone else, someone who hurt children, a liar, a thief? Why did it take so long for others to believe the truth? Why could such a thing happen to totally cause me to walk away from ministry and to angrily and secretly carry the desire for revenge? Why does death rob us of precious time? Why? Why God did you allow those things to happen to me? I don’t understand. I was faithful, I was loyal, I was doing what You called me to do; it was You, God, I just wanted to honor you and give you the glory. . .How could you possibly get glory from any of this., God?
At times I felt I should just rip Romans 8:28 right out of my Bible. “And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.” There were years that I chose not to believe that verse and no one knew. My inner person screamed inside, “why?”
Some of you reading this blog have lost loved ones to untimely deaths – children that your arms long to embrace but you are forced to wait for eternity – and you question why? Some of you have suffered cancer and have thus far, beaten it, but you question, why? Some of you have had children who have suffered disease, debilitating illnesses, cancer, why? There is much emotion in this and you continue to question, why? Why are children raped and murdered? Why do bad things happen to good people?
But God, after reading page 39 in this little devotional, through His Holy Spirit spoke so clearly within me, I looked around to see if there was someone there – in reality there was. I took a great big sigh. It was relieving. It was so comforting. . .but, first, I felt ashamed and so guilty for not trusting God. Oh, I could trust God for you – for anyone – but not for me. It didn’t work that way. No one knew.
Then, it was just like a veil lifted from in front of me and I understood that each of those unfair circumstances, each wrong and unexplained experience that I endured were another opportunity for me to unconditionally accept that God truly did know “me”. My responsibility was simply to accept, from His hand, that which He had given me, in absolute trust realizing that the confinement of the hedge I was in was good and for His glory. I believe I more fully understand the scripture in I Corinthians 13:12, “For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known”.
No, I haven’t arrived yet. I don’t have all the answers - I never will. I just understand that some things I must accept whether or not I ever know why. It is my responsibility as a follower of Christ, to place my ultimate trust in the One, who may not always tell me why, but who holds me in the palm of His hand. “See, I will not forget you, behold, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands. . .” Isaiah 49:15b-16a