I saw this cartoon on Facebook earlier today. I cannot tell you how much it made me laugh! In all seriousness though, I wonder what God goes through with me on a daily basis? Do I wear him clean out from having to “drag” me down the road of life?
Things are still tough right now. Mind you, I never ask God things like, “Why are you punishing me, Lord.” I honestly don’t think He is. I firmly believe that He doesn’t operate that way. Nothing could convince me otherwise.
I wonder how many of you have read, “The Shack“, by William P. Young. If you haven’t read it, you should definitely pick it up. It’s one of the best books I’ve ever read in my life.
I think that the book has been controversial amongst some Christians. IT SHOULDN’T BE! It is a fiction book, plain and simple. In short, it’s about a man who experiences something so devastatingly tragic that, as a mother, I can hardly stand to think about it.
It reminds me of the lyrics of Natalie Grant’s song, “Held”… She sings:
“Who told us we’d be rescued? What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares? We’re asking why this happened to us to who have died to live. It’s unfair.” Then she begins singing the chorus, “This is what it means to be held, how it feels when the sacred it torn from your life..and you survive. This is what it is to be loved, and to know that the promise was when everything feel…we’d be held.”
So let’s just say that the main character in the book is certainly held by God. As a matter of fact, he has an encounter with the Trinity that is so aweinspiringly intense that it leaves the reader to wonder if the author of the book has some Divine insight into the mind of God that we don’t have. Yes, this fiction book is so brilliantly written that it leaves the reader truly wondering if it is fiction or not. The author personifies the Trinity with three, unsuspecting characters that, for me, demonstrate the magnanimous, overwhelming love that the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit burn with for us.
Again, it’s a fictitious work! Mind you, the author never postulates having all the answers to the mystery of Godliness. However, as a writer, I can appreciate a brilliant mind when stumble across a work like this. And I will go on record to say that I think the plot is nothing short of brilliant. The fact that one, little, human mind could conceive of such a story completely baffles me.
I love this book because it veers away from the legalistic, Pharisaic views of some Christians that I have known (who have damaged my faith at times) and dares to attempt to explain the Agape love that the Lord has for us. If you’ve read it you’ll know what I’m talking about. If you haven’t read it, I urge you to.
I also love this book because, even though it isn’t real, it drew me in closer to the precious heart of our God. It is wonderous and full of imagination. It helped solidify for me that God IS Abba…or, my Daddy.
That being said, I once again would like to state that God is certainly not punishing me. Rather, Ava Elizabeth Wisdom is just living out the consequences of many years of bad decisions. You see, I recognize that God didn’t create His Word, His laws, or His commandments to be a buzz-kill or to rain on my lonely, little parade. Rather, God gave me…and you rules so that He could merely protect us from ourselves.
Again, I am reminded of another song. In Tim McGraw song, “Grown Men Don’t Cry” he sings:
I pulled into the shopping center
And saw a little boy wrapped around the legs of his mother…
like ice cream melting they embraced
Years of bad decisions runnin’ down her face.
All mornin’ I’d been thinkin’ my life’s so hard…
they wore everything they own, livin’ in a car.
I wanted to tell ’em it would be ok
But I got just got in my suburban and I drove away…
You see, this is how I feel right now. Except, I feel like a mother with TWO little boys wrapped around my legs. And yes, every tear I cry represents the years of bad decisions that I’ve made. Oh, how I don’t want my children to live in the wake of consequences that were meant for me. I can take a smack-down pretty well…but this is getting too real, people. As it stands, I don’t know how I’m going to buy them the much-needed school clothes that they need to start school this year.
I’m not having a pity party for myself over here; the pity party is for my two boys. I wasted years of my life being a stripper and avoiding things in life that were uncomfortable for me. I wanted the easy way back when I was younger and now I’m getting old and I fear I’ve run out of tricks. I’m just so tired. I want my boys to have the lives they deserve. I chose them, for sure…but they didn’t get to choose me.
Oh, if you had any idea how much I love my boys. I’d die for them in a heartbeat. I honestly would. They are the reason I draw breath. They are perfect gifts from God. I just don’t want my babies to suffer for the lousy mistakes I’ve made in life. And I am just overwhelmed with the feeling that ALL my mistakes are catching up to me right now.
Psalm 37 says, “I have never seen a righteous man forsaken, or his children begging bread. That might bring me comfort…if I thought for one cotton-pickin’ second that I might actually be righteous.
Nevertheless, I know that God remembers the widow and the orphan. And I have been told that the single mother is the modern-day widow. I suppose the same applies for single daddy’s too. He showed me this verse earlier in the year. I may have already written about it, but I don’t care. I’m going to write about it again.
From the book of Isaiah, in chapter 54… God showed me this:
“For the Lord has called you like a woman forsaken and grieved in spirit-
Like a youthful wife, when you were refused”, says your God.
“For a mere moment I have forsaken you,
But with great mercies I will gather you.
With a little wrath I hid my face from you for a moment:
But with everlasting kindness I will have mercy on you”, says the Lord, your Redeemer.
“So have I sworn that I would not be angry with you, nor rebuke you.
For the mountains shall depart and the hills be removed,
But my kindness shall not depart from you,
Nor shall my covenant of peace be removed”, says the Lord who has mercy on you.
“Oh, you afflicted one, tossed with tempest and not comforted,
Behold, I will lay your foundations with sapphires.
I will make your pinnacles of rubies, your gates of crystal,
And all your walls of precious stones…
ALL OF YOUR CHILDREN SHALL BE TAUGHT BY THE LORD,
AND GREAT SHALL BE THE PEACE OF YOUR CHILDREN.
In righteousness you shall be established;
You shall be far from oppression, for you shall not fear;
And from terror, for it shall not come near you.
Indeed they shall surely assemble, but not because of Me.
Whoever assembles against you shall fall for your sake.”
In that truly wonderous piece of scripture I feel like God is telling me that He knows that I have been rejected and forsaken. He acknowledges my grief and sorrow and tells me that He isn’t going to leave me. He tells me that, although I may not feel righteous, that He’s going to make me righteous… And above all, He assures me that my children will be taught by Him and that they will have great peace! I PRAISE Him for that!
Honestly, I feel like that piece of scripture was written for no one else but me. But that’s how God works. And that’s how the Holy Spirit speaks. I love that about our God…
You know, I think I was actually writing tonight so that I could bitch and complain about my circumstances. Oddly, I don’t feel the need to do that now. Writing is cathartic and just thinking about the Lord and being in His Word has given me some respite. What’s more, I love all of you, my readers so very much! I certainly don’t want to weigh you down with my burdens or my grumblings. Just know that God loves me through you. I am very fond of you all in the WordPress community. And I sure am thankful for you too…
As I end tonight, I want to leave you with a photo of my Jonah and my little dog, Poppy. Both have fallen asleep under my desk as I’ve been writing. They look pretty dang peaceful. Maybe I’m not the worst mom in the world after all!
All my love,
PS…Please PRAY for my little family…I promise I will pray for you. If you have specific prayer requests, I ask that you send them to me! xoxoxoxoxoxo