Sometimes the darkness feels too great. Everything feels wrong and nothing feels light. Things you once clung to with confidence crumbled, and the sweet is now bitter to your taste.
And now your heart aches, not from one wound, but from a hundred little disappointments that surround your tired soul.
Busyness of life and stress have threatened to consume me. I've sat and cried repeatedly for the smallest of things that I wasn't strong enough for. My soul was troubled.
"You believe in God, believe also in Me."
I started reading Elisabeth Elliot's devotional "Keep a Quiet Heart" today.
In the opening chapter she talks about how Jesus slept through the storm, a storm that absolutely terrified his fisherman disciples. Elliot writes about how Jesus went through all of His life with a quiet heart because He had what Kierkegaard called purity of heart- to will one thing. Elliot says that one thing was the will of His Father.
I want to will one thing too. My Father's will.
If I am willing His will, the hundred little troubles will lose their heaviness when they are seen with My Father's eyes.
A difficult person- a chance to show God's love.
Trials at work- a chance to put others first and serve the least of these.
Busy with others- a chance to put others before myself.
Negative self image- a chance to find confidence in the One who made me.
Too often I allow the busyness I so despise to keep me from being with the One who can get me through each day, my Lord. I must find time to quiet myself before Him each day and all day that I may rest quietly with Him through the storm.