Where does the time go? I can’t remember the last time I could sit down and put thoughts to paper.
Things are just too busy. Each season seems to be busier than the last. I keep thinking the next season will slowdown…..apparently it isn’t coming anytime soon.
God has blessed me with a wonderful job teaching and a part-time job helping a friend’s business and its been soccer season and there are gymnastic classes and dance classes and, well honestly, just a lot of driving.
I’ve wanted to write probably more because I need it than anyone else wants to read it, but I’m determined to write something because there is so very much swirling around in my brain.
The other day my sweeties spent some time with their father which provided a great opportunity to get a lot done around the house and even clean out my purse and the car (my bigger purse). It felt wonderful to cross some things off the to do list.
I took a little break from my organizing adventure to play the piano and sing a few tunes. I’d been humming “It is Well With My Soul” (Horatio Spafford) pretty much the whole day, so I turned to page 691 and sang the words to my very favorite hymn. I realized something as I sang. It was profound and convicting and it grew with each verse I voiced..
“When peace like a river attendeth my way, when sorrows like sea billows roll; whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say, “It is well, it is well with my soul.”
I thought do I really believe that? Do I feel that? Do I know that?
Right now, at this point in my not-peaceful-feeling life, I don’t know if I do. I hate to admit that because I know with my head that God wants me to have peace, but I struggle to believe I deserve it. And I know that it isn’t about deserving it, but it feels like it should be.
Being a single parent is challenging, but sometimes I think I’ve made it worse by my decisions, struggles, and sins. It feels like I should have to make up for all my mistakes and sins somehow in order to get peace. Why should I have peace right now?
Sometimes I feel like I’m just making the same mistakes again and again and again. I’m embarrassed to ask for forgiveness because I kinda assume God is saying what I sometimes say to my children…
“Really? Because I’m pretty sure we had this same conversation yesterday. And you are still doing the same thing over and over and over again.”
But He is a much better parent than me. Much better. Perfect.
I wish I could parent like Him…that MY mercies for my children were new every morning…sometimes they are…a little bit…
Maybe I don’t really get this whole grace thing as much as I should. Maybe its because life hasn’t gotten easier as I’ve walked this single parent path, but in some ways it has gotten more difficult, exhausting, and just down right overwhelming.
Do I doubt God’s goodness? Do I doubt that He really cares? Do I doubt that God is going to provide?
I want to type, “Absolutely not!” But I guess I really need to think about that.
Me. The “preach-the-gospel-to-yourself” girl is absolutely not saying a single word about the gospel to myself.
Instead I’ve been speaking, thinking, and whispering condemnation and hopelessness to myself. It’s a shift in me that has happened ever so slowly. I’ve gone from knowing that God is good, He loves me no matter what, and His peace is available to me…to this woman who barely feels like she is clinging to her faith.
Clinging to my faith is good. Clinging in desperation because it feels tenuous…is that good?
As I ponder what I’ve just written I realize I’ve said “I feel” an awful lot. Probably not the best way to view life…through my feelings. So let me remind myself what I know…
I know who I am…
But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light. Once you were not a people, but now you are God’s people; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy. 1 Peter 2:9-10
I know God forgives…
If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse up from all unrighteousness. 1 John 1:9
I know there is no condemnation…
So I find this law at work: Although I want to do good, evil is right there with me. For in my inner being I delight in God’s law; but I see another law at work in me, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within me. What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body at work within me. What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death? Thanks be to God who delivers me through Jesus Christ our Lord! So then, I myself in my mind am a slave to God’s law, but in my sinful nature a slave to the law of sin. Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit who gives life has set you free from the law of sin and death. Romans 7:21-8:2
I know there is hope for the future.
Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:12-14
There is more.
There are more truths I know, but right now that is what I need to remind myself.
I may indeed have peace, not because I’m perfect, but because He is.
I might not feel that I deserve peace, but if I’m honest I don’t deserve anything God has given me.
Peace is not dependent on me or on my circumstances. It is the peace of God that surpasses all understanding.. It is peace that guards our hearts and minds. (Philippians 4:6-7) It is the peace of knowing that we have nothing to fear…no worries worth fretting about…our present and our future are secure in the hands of God.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. John 14:27
Because of Jesus, it IS well with my soul.
I’m humming a few bars that go something like this…
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!—My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live: If Jordan above me shall roll, No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait, The sky, not the grave, is our goal; Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord! Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!
And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, Even so, it is well with my soul.