Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer. From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
This was a hard verse to see come in since this was my theme verse for months once when I was going through a tough time. But it was a verse I desperately needed at that time. We like to rationalize and understand. Sometimes we just have to trust and hold on when the storms hit. Faith isn’t faith until it’s put to the test. Can I trust when I don’t understand?
One year a friend invited me to go with her over Christmas to visit her relatives. I spent my two weeks Christmas holidays down in Belize having a blast with her and her extended family. One of her cousins, a young 21 yr old man and I clicked instantly. I had so much fun with him while I was there. So the shock when a few months later my friend called me to tell me he had been killed was intense. Especially since it was not an accident, but murder that was the cause of his death. When he stopped to help someone along the road the guy pulled out a gun, shot him, and dragged him out of his truck. Before he drove away, he shot him again. The second shot is what killed him.
The “Why, God?” questions can be endless in situations like this. All I could do was keep going back to this verse. My heart was overwhelmed - there were no good answers. I just had to allow my grief to keep me clinging to the rock that was higher than I. As long as Satan is around, there will be evil and sorrow, pain and suffering. I’m thankful that I have Someone to turn to – whether it’s in the intense times of grief from loss or betrayal, or just in the daily routine and grind of work that can seem overwhelming in certain seasons of life.
This week this verse will remind me to not only hang on to God and His promises in the tough times, but value the precious moments in the now time – whether it’s a moment with a student, working on paperwork for year end, reading a cute book, or enjoying the nature around me. These are precious moments that shouldn’t be taken for granted.
PS - YES! This is my new toy, investment and exercise routine - an ebike. If I don't kill myself on it, I'll have a blast! :0) Only had it 3 days, so still learning the hang of it. As an Algebra teacher I've been doing calculations on how far I might slide and how much skin damage I could do wiping out at 15 mph verses 25 mph - I think I'll keep her in low gear for a while!
February 26, 2021
What a week! As a teacher on a Hutterite colony for grade 5-12, life is non-stop from 9:00-3:30. This coming Friday is the end of quarter, so report cards will be due. So that always makes one extra busy.
But I had 2 highlights in this week.
The first: I came home and stumbled over something on my step. When I picked it up and entered, I found out I was holding MY copy of my book! I felt like a mother receiving her first child. The awe and wonder of holding something I'd created and labored over for - yes, about nine months- well, that is quite the feeling.
The second: Last night the doorbell rang. I answered and a man stood there with a floral arrangement. I was sure he'd come to the wrong house, but he had the right name. Imagine my amazement when I saw that friends from the States had arranged these lovely roses to be delivered to celebrate this milestone in my life. In today's Covid restrictions, such a thoughtful, kind gesture means SO much! I never get flowers, so I'm still just smiling over it.