As I sit here waiting for church to begin, running through my mind all that I have left to do and all that is going on around me, I find myself comforted by the presence of God....
My grandmother lies in a hospital bed, dying, and while the rest of my family is there at her side, I am here, caring for my pregnant wife and eagerly waiting for the arrival of our son. I don't resent that I need to stay; I just wish I could be in two places at once. But I know that this is where she would want me to be.
I always knew logically that God does not leave us in times of turmoil, but rather is there every step that we make. But now....I can feel it. I am overcome with a peace that I cannot understand. I understand what that means now.
The peace that I feel now is not something that comes from a routine. I didn't do anything to earn this peace. This peace isn't a result of my cultural upbringing or habits that I have or haven't developed. I'm not at peace because I give a certain percentage of my income or because my attendance record is exemplary. I am at peace because I BELONG TO CHRIST. And every second I spend in His presence is a second spent closer to heaven. My relationship with Him has brought me to this peace, because I go to Him with my burdens, and He comforts me. Even if it isn't by giving me exactly what I want, He still comforts me.
Soli Deo Gloria.
Keep Soaring,
B
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