It’s so easy to get comfortable. Looking around, surveying all you see and considering the alternatives you can come to the conclusion at times that life is just plain good. You smile as you recall a faint memory of a time in the distant past when you remember thinking you wouldn’t make it, but God your friend saved you from tragedy or from despair because He loves you and He cares. You offer up praise and you say to yourself, “We’re alright.” Sound familiar? If we are honest we’ll admit we’ve all been there. It is good to give praise, but we must remember that as Christians, we will have trouble in this world. When we do, and the rubber meets the road, the big question is: Do we really love Jesus more than our stuff? Or, have we traded our affections for the gifts over the Giver?
I must admit that I grew up living a modest to poor reality. My parents divorced when I was very young and I never really knew the stability of a two-parent home. My mother cared for me to the best of her ability and I knew that she wanted the best for me regardless the cost. She worked hard as a nurse and she taught me to have faith in her word. If I could get my mother to agree to something, I knew it was mine. This was a great and formative take away from my childhood. I learned that I could trust her. Sure we suffered hardships and trials but even then, my mother was steadfast when it came to promises.
Fast-forward to my life as an adult. I have had a really full life, filled with great victories and tremendous fails. I credit my sanity and peace now to the fact that I have a deep commitment to my God and I love Him more than all of these– including my husband, children, parents, and siblings. My great God knows all about me, and He is not mad at me because I am His. I have a great measure of trust that is God-given,mother nurtured, and fire-glazed. Even in the dark times of my life I can truly say that I trusted in His plan. I have always said this is His will and who am I to challenge Him. I believe the Word of God. I believe Him when He says He will hide me in the secret place. I love Psalm 91 where we read this:
He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High
Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress;
My God, in Him I will trust.”