Today I finished a magazine article called “The Fight of Your Life”. It was an inspirational piece on fighting to build an excellent life. The take-away points were:
1. An excellent life is based on God’s ways, not man’s.
2. Take the time to think about what an excellent life means to you and plan how you will achieve it.
3. Don’t let the barriers you will inevitably run into waylay you.
4. Never give up hope.
So, if you look at my last two posts, perhaps you can see why this particular article was not as easy to write as it should have been. This week will undoubtably go down in the family annals as one of the most difficult, traumatic weeks we’ve face. And lest you think I’m jut being a crybaby trust me, you do not want to get into a pissing match with this here home. We’ve endured far more than our share of trials. Which should give you some idea of how bad this week has been. I am already imagining the therapy sessions which will come out of this week, should we ever have the money for something as high falutin’ as therapy.
At any rate, talk about timing! When you’ve been around the block with God and all the various crisis life can throw at you a few times, you know all the platitudes, you know the inspiring words. Heck, you know the actual truth of God’s faithfulness, mercy and grace. Yet sometimes when you’re stuck in that dark alley at midnight with a boogey man hovering over you, thinking that this is the time that God’s going to fail you or finally just ask for way more than you have to give is only natural. But I had this dang article to write. I considered leaving the magazine high and dry and ignoring any phone calls or emails I got from them. But I can’t do that. So I wrote the dang thing. And I forced myself not to allow any of the bitterness and anger I have been wallowing in to creep into the text. And you know what? I do feel better. They boogey man is still scaring the crap out of me, but I just keep going back to Jesus’ words, spoken for times just like this:
Come to me all of you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me for I am gentle and humble of heart, and you will find rest for your souls. Matthew 11:28-29
I’m working really hard not to take up my own yoke right now, so I suppose that as much as I hated writing it, being forced to write an article meant to inspire us through our struggles was perfect timing.