Showing posts with label hardships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hardships. Show all posts

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Everybody Hurts... Sometimes


Everything hurts, and everything is sore right now. I think it’s mostly stress… but also, that’s what happens when you’re in a car accident. The BFF and I were being good, little Christians, on our way to Bible study yesterday, when- BAM! Some loser-face jerkwad child of God flew through the stop sign and slammed right into us. Had it not been for her swerving, it would’ve crashed right into the driver’s side. I shudder to think what would’ve happened to my best friend if that were the case. Thankfully, God chose to spare us and we veered off to the side of the road- right between a telephone pole and chain link fence.

You’ve probably heard the phrase that God’s got you right where He wants you. Well, I think in that situation, He wanted us right between those two objects. Not a foot to the left or a foot to the right. In fact, had anything happened one millisecond off the way it did, my bestie and I could be toast right now. But we’re not. ‘Cause God’s got our backs… and our fronts.

Often, when crazy things like this happen, we start to focus on the negative: how much damage there is, how much it’s going to cost, all the 1,001 aches and pains going through our bodies the next day. Instead of all that, I want to focus on the positive- the holy crap, I’m alive positive. We didn’t see that car coming. We had no way of knowing he wasn’t going to stop at that stop sign. But God did. He also knew we were going to be fine. I’ve been through things like this before, and to be honest, the first inclination is always, “Why did God let this happen to me?” Sure, He could’ve stopped that other car. He could have slowed us down by making a dog run out in front of the car. But, we sometimes forget that we are subject to this fallen world we live in. The guy who hit us made a bad decision, and now he’ll have to live with the consequences of that decision.

The point I’m trying to make, is that we can’t always see where the road in front of us is going. We don’t know the destination. But we have a Father who can see every side street, every intersection. He knows where it’s going to be gridlocked and where construction is taking place. Are we going to run into some red lights? Sure. A few fender benders? Most definitely. But it makes me feel a whole lot better knowing I serve Someone who can see all the road before me and knows where my final destination is.

Side note: please pray for my friend’s car. The insurance company still has to assess the damage.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Aftermath

No, I'm not talking about an Adam Lambert song... Last week, we saw some severe weather in Central Florida, and a couple tornadoes touched down. My mom saw a downed tree in her courtyard, and the porch area in the townhouse I rent saw some minor damage. I heard stories like this from several people- downed trees, small damages here and there. The general consensus was mostly everyone was safe, and thankful for it.

When nature throws us hardballs like this, it's difficult to not notice the devastation. With the earthquakes, tsunamis, and craziness that's been happening around the globe, we think about all that damage. Flooding, destruction, death of loved ones. It's a lot of catastrophe and mayhem to take in sometimes. One can't help but wonder, where is God in all of that?

God never promised that this life would be easy. In fact, just the opposite (John 16:33). But He did say He would be with us. I believe that He is there. In the desperate prayers of the hurting, in the tears of the grieving mothers, in the touch of the ones there to help.

In my experience, I've faced more emotional disasters than natural ones. The aftermath of those kinds of trials can be just as devastating as the physical damage caused by mother nature. When you feel you have no friends or no one to turn to, where is God then? Sometimes the last thing we want to do is admit we need help. That we can't do this thing called "life" alone. But I believe in a God who sees every tear we cry and waits for us to call out to Him to come dry them.

If we truly believe that our help comes from the Lord (Ps. 121), that He is on our side, then we have to not be afraid to call on Him for help. Whether your crisis is personal, financial, emotional, or physical, God is capable of dealing with it. The question is, can you let Him handle it for you?