Don’t Ask “Why”, Ask “How”.

Don’t ask “why”, ask “how” …. “how can I glorify You?”

This past week a  friend went through a very traumatic experience — a life-changing experience.  Sometimes it is hard to understand why God lets these things happen.  I have so many questions and so few answers.  I cry, I get angry, I try to run away from the tough realities of life.  Through it all, I know that God is love, that He has a purpose and a plan, but my human mind wants to understand.

Several years ago, I listened to a man with cerebral palsy speak about the challenges in his life.  He said, “I don’t ask ‘why’.  I ask “how can I glorify God?'”  At the time, I was going through the first weeks of being a single-again parent.  Listening to that man speak didn’t change my circumstances but it helped change my perspective.  I needed to remember that today.  I needed to remember that God is still in the business of making beauty from ashes (Isaiah 61:3).

In Psalm 56: 8, it says that God keeps track of all my sorrows, He collects all my tears in His bottle and He has recorded each one in His book. God doesn’t say we shouldn’t mourn and grieve.  He cares about our pain– He remembers our pain.  In Ecclesiastes 3 I read that there is a season for everything, including a  “time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance”.  I will always go through seasons in my life.  

But somehow after a big trauma, I have to decide to move on into a season of restoration, of no longer looking back, but of figuring out how God wants me to use the lessons I have learned for His glory.  I have to trust that God will lead me into that place in His time.  I also have to trust that  the plans He has for me will suit me perfectly if I follow Him step-by-step, trusting Him as I move along.

In Isaiah 43:18.19 I read “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past.  See, I am doing a new thing!  Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?  I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland”.  In my personal experience, when I began to believe that God was doing something new, I didn’t notice the “wilderness” and the “wasteland” so much.  I became more aware of the “way” and the “streams”.

So, today, I pray for those who are looking for hope for the future.  Trust that God will surround you with His loving care during your season of weeping and mourning.  But also trust that God has plans for your tomorrows that will make beauty from ashes.  May you become more aware each day of the “way” (the path God is leading you on); and the “streams” (the refreshing He is bringing to your soul).

 

Trusting God Through Adversity: A Story of Hope and Faith

If you don’t like something, change it.  If you can’t change it, change the way you think about it, ~ Mary Engelbreit

When I read this quote a few days ago, it reminded me of a story I read about my father.  One day, towards the end of his life, when my sister was visiting, Dad first quoted Psalm 27:1 and then Psalm 23:6.  “The LORD is my light and my salvation — whom shall I fear?  The LORD is the stronghold of my life — of whom shall I be afraid?  Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.”

Dad’s life hadn’t been easy.  He had been a young man in occupied Holland during WWII, had immigrated to Canada so he might be able to fulfill his dream of owning a farm.  He had to sell that farm after a few short years because of an industrial accident and then searched for several years to find a job that his pain would allow him to do. He had cancer, a stroke and declining mobility in his later years.  Yet, he had trusted God was in control of his life, past present and future.

It made me reflect on my own life.  What is my attitude like when I face feelings of rejection, the fear of failure or when life seems dark and grey?  Am I trusting that God is the light of my life and my strong place?

Towards the end of my marriage, I was doing a cross stitch sampler of Psalm 23:6.  I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to complete it.  I didn’t feel like “goodness and mercy” were following me then and  I wondered if that would ever change.  That was eighteen years ago now and that sampler has had a prominent place in wherever I’ve lived for many years.

It’s easier for me to see God’s hand on my life when I’m looking back than to trust Him for today and tomorrow.  Slowly, it’s becoming easier to let the lessons learned yesterday affect the way I feel about today.  Praise God, He isn’t finished with me yet.  He is changing my heart.