This
life I am living is not mine. There is no way. No way there is so much pain
surrounding so many I care about. I know I’m good at focusing on my own obvious
situation, but Ill leave that out for today.
I have so many friends dealing with huge
life changing, even life and death situations. When will it stop? It is almost
as things with me in a sense are at a plateau, and everyone else is at the
start of the massive chaos I am just coming out of.
How does one take care of a baby and a very
ill parent all at the same time? Who imagines at the same time they are
bringing in life they are helping another fight for theirs? One minute a diaper the next a colostomy bag.
One day you are celebrating the joy of new life, the next you learn one is in a
massive fight for theirs, and both need you.
Need you to be what? Superwoman? For how long?
What about when you are in a fight with a
parent or friend? Then you learn there is a life and death operation. What if
your last exchange of words, that may not have been a pleasant exchange, are
the last? How do you repair a relationship with someone who doesn’t feel they
have done wrong, when you are hurting because of their words or actions? Will there be healing before it’s too late?
What about the mothers fighting for life?
The mom’s who want to see their daughters at their prom. Their sons on their
first dates. Their graduation days.
College. Weddings. Grandbabies. When will there be a cure for this deadly
disease. An easy cure, not being gutted then blasted with radiation and chemo.
Not only does one lose their health, but the cost of trying to live is
everything you own, because medical care costs are outrageous! As if being sick
wasn’t cost enough.
What happened to for better or worse,
sickness and health, forsaking all others, till death do us part? When did
marriage become disposable? One spouse messes up and all our friends and family
jump in and say get out. She will never change, he will never forgive you. What
he did will ruin you and your children’s lives.
He is a cheater. She is a drunk.
I can’t change. I failed. I quit.
Someone made a comment that he saw an elderly couple at the store. He
wanted to ask how they made it so long. I’m not sure, but I would guess that
the answer could be because neither one of us gave up. Why are we giving up? When did we stop trying?
What if we all just gave up? Children would
be orphaned. Marriage would not last. Families would be nonexistent. There
would be no real friendships.
How do we see all this pain, illness, and
broken relationships and get through it? When does it end? How long will it be
until there is no chaos, no more tears, and no more loneliness? We are
to put our trust in God. If He brings us to it, He will bring us through it. I
believe it. God knows what is best for us. I know. Proverbs 3: 5-6 Trust God from the bottom of your heart; don’t try to
figure out everything on your own. Listen for God’s voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; he’s the one who will keep you on track. I’m trusting. It’s hard. When will enough be enough?
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