This. Week. As i sit here and stare at my screen, i try to find adjectives to properly describe this week. i am speechless. i am without speech. These are the weeks when i GET that guy in the Bible who said, “I believe Lord, help my unbelief!” i GET it.
This. Week. i watched my daughter go in to anaphylactic shock for a previously unknown allergy. She’s finally symptom free and recovering well, carrying around her new BFF, the EpiPen, as we try to identify the exact culprit of this scary episode. Two days later, i get the news that my son has suffered a serious setback in his surgical recovery from a pretty intense mountain biking wreck while he raced for BU in October. Another surgery is probable. He’s in pain. His body is still broken. It’s been one of the weirdest weeks in my 40-something years. i do NOT get this.
i teach the Bible to a big group of awesome gals twice a week. Can i be honest for a sec? i really really wish the fact that God lets me teach His Truth guaranteed a perfect trust and complete understanding in everything i learn about God. i would never try to sell the story that believing and trusting in an unseen Savior who came to my world armed with an unexplainable peace and sacrificial love is EASY to grasp especially when our lives feel so desperately out of control. My mind will never really wrap around it completely, i suppose. Especially when i have…This. Week.
Crazy thing is, in the middle of all this craziness, i got to teach about peace…specifically, the peace we get from Jesus. When Jesus was leaving the earth, He spent a good amount of His last words talking to some of His favorite guys. He told them He was leaving. He told them He’d leave them with something they probably didnt even know they needed: His peace. Not the “peace” we think comes when the waves of our circumstances are calm (for a minute) or when we allow the world to drown out or numb out our feelings/pains with vices or quick fixes, but rather His peace.
This. Week. i can say stuff. i can teach stuff. But He gave me this week to come face to face with His peace. The Bible says this peace surpasses all understanding and will come and settle me down (Philippians 4:7). Kris version? It will NOT make sense. It will take over. It won’t be because of me. A song i love (see below) has this great line: “…look beyond the cares of life.” To me, this week, that was the perfect explanation of His peace.
This. Week. It’s not over. We are worn out. We are confused. We are frustrated. i’ve cried some tears. i’ve been really scared. i’ve asked “WHY?”. i’m been impatient and unfriendly (sorry, everyone i ran into during the past 48 hours at Target and such). i’ve been a lil hopeless and sad at times. But then, i feel this love overtake me.
She’s OK. Now we’ll get answers. He perfectly to revealed the unknown danger and took care of her.
He’s OK. His story will inspire and challenge others. It will lead him to lean on the Lord.
We’re together. He gave me a tribe to suffer with and celebrate with in this life.
More bad stuff will come this side of heaven. More opportunity for Him to carry us.
He’s gifting me with experiencing Him first hand, not just being another talking head.
He’s never left me. He’s not going to start now.
We get a chance to look beyond the cares of life…
“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.” John 14:27