Today I'm thinking a little bit about life. I know so.many.people. who are struggling through various things right now, both friends and extended family members. It is heartbreaking. You wish you could fix it, but let's face it, you can't.
One thing I'm pondering is that no one, and I mean no one, escapes pain in this life. We can do our best to protect ourselves, shield our children, and take the safe path...but at the end of the day...there is still hurt, disappointment, loss, anxiety, illness, grief. Even if you somehow manage to put up walls to avoid those things, THAT in and of itself is a loss. Because then you're not really LIVING.
There's this pesky little question that's been raised various times in our lives: Do we sit in our little house with the shades drawn, pretending not to hear or see God at work in our hearts and minds...or do we abandon our need for control and seek God's very face, laying down our hearts/lives/finances/expectations/idols for His ways, which we know are so much better than our own?
The truth is, we cannot avoid life. No matter how methodically we work to carve out a sterile existence, there will still be pain. Loved ones fall ill. People will fail us. There will be days (years?) we feel overwhelmed. BUT. Jesus said that He came to give us life, and life abundantly. Even when life hurts, it is still life. Which means there is beauty and joy to be found amdist the ashes of brokenness, and we know that we are being perfected and made more like Jesus.
Pretty remarkable that no matter what befalls us, God is there comforting and changing and redeeming. I know this is a really random post, but I've been mulling these things over lately as we make decisions that involve some unknowns and what are sure to be some big challenges. (More on all of that soon, I promise.) I so want to commit to seeking the joy and beauty woven throughout the sorrow...and that when I can't see it, I'll trust.
I don't know about you, but I want to LIVE. Come what may. No matter the cost.