A rather large tear has ruined my beautiful quilt. Jagged
and uncompromising, it offers a window to the turmoil beneath.
Do I unstitch the whole square or do I just darn the
hole?
Life is not meant to be smooth sailing, there are
currents and rapids to endure; as I go through those right now I haven take
pause to wonder whether or not I am handling it correctly.
I have friends who have blind faith; faith in God or
faith in other beliefs. As the maelstroms of life toss those friends about, I see
them clinging on to their faith; even through pained eyes they are steadfast; “everything
happens for a reason” or “it is God’s will”.
Whether or not it is through that faith that I see them
at a later stage, in calmer waters, buoyed through the storm remains a mystery
to me. But I know they believe that God saw them through.
At my end, I spend my time painstakingly stitching the
tears together, mindful that what once was a beautiful flat surface is now
marred by evidence that something ugly traversed through its very fabric,
seeking to undo the threads that hold it together. Each stitch is a reminder of
what has passed and testament to my endurance. Some stitches are painful to
gaze upon.
So, would it not be better if I too believed in a God of
miracles? A God who would toss me in the fire, them pull me out, stronger than
before? Or am I safe in rolling up my sleeves and doing damage control myself?
Hhmmm...
ReplyDeleteIMHO, God doesn't just do everything for you. He has given you the brain and the abilities he expects you to use.
You can't get yourself neck deep in debt and then pray he'll get you out of it- you'll have to do some work too.
When you're dealing with illness or accident, you do everything in your power to get you through it, and you have Him as backup to guide you.
Does that make sense?