Much has occurred since I have last written. I sold my home of 39 years and have moved; I was without my computer working for a total of 4 weeks; FB blocked me on a few occasions when I attempted access; and many things have occurred within my family relations. Though much chaos and disruption has ensued, daily my thoughts and prayers have been for those who grieve. I am ‘at home’ in the ‘grief community’.
Yesterday, when I was finally able to spend some time posting on my sites, a gal contacted me who is currently reading my book: ‘Gifts from the Ashes’. It is always a blessing to me to hear from another sojourner. She commented on all that I have journeyed through in my walk and it got me to thinking about it all. I had essentially responded with what I truly do believe. I so appreciate such comments because they help me take stock and evaluate.
My response was fairly simple. I truly believe that the greater the sufferings one is called to endure upon this earth, the greater the Glory we shall embrace in eternity. I’d like to draw your attention to a Scripture reference:
25 But Abraham said, ‘Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things; but now he is comforted and you are tormented.
I know God is good; I know God is just; I know God is Love.
I do not envy those who live a life of ease in this world. Though our sufferings may be great as we are passing through in this world, they truly cannot be compared with the Glory that awaits us, a Glory that is eternal whereas our time of suffering here is quite temporal. When we know such to be true, we can truly rejoice in the midst of such trials and tribulations. Yes, Christianity can be quite paradoxical.
We, of course, do not rejoice in the essence of pain (emotional and/or physical), grief, abuse, trials, etc.. Rather our rejoicing is in the Lord in Whom our life is hid. We rejoice in Who He is and the overcoming victory He has obtained for all who are willing to receive and enter into the rest He has obtained for us. We weep with those who weep, and we rejoice with those who rejoice, being forever mindful that all is balanced out in the end. Our strength is derived from Him alone.
I can’t help but marvel at preachers/teachers who ‘sell’: Positivity. They try to convince folks that if they simply think differently about things, change their attitude from negative to positive, all will be hunky-dory. They deny reality and blame the victim in doing so. Essentially, if you’re not ‘happy’, it’s all your fault. I challenge the reader to find a Scripture that speaks of happiness. God’s Word will teach us how to find peace, joy, contentment, etc., in the midst of great sorrow and tribulation. He teaches us of great prosperity in our soul and promises we shall soar on the wings of an eagle. However, He also tells us that we shall have great trouble in this world yet we are not to fear, for He has overcome the world (J. 16:33).
Before I personally experienced the grief of such tragedies in my life, I would have pity on others who had such. After I had personally ‘walked in their moccasins’, I learned compassion. Before such tragedies, I relied on my own strength to endure. After such, I learned to depend on God alone for His strength to endure. Without such grief, I would still be depending on ‘me’, and I would still be the center of my universe. Now, my reliance is solely on my Heavenly Father and my Lord, Jesus Christ, who are now the center of my universe. Because of such ‘transition’, I can rejoice in my sufferings.
1.Pity is the feeling of sympathy or sharing in the suffering of another human being or an animal while compassion is the feeling of mercy, empathy, and a desire to help the suffering person or animal.
2.Pity is an emotion while compassion is both an emotion and a virtue.
3.Pity can sometimes be tinged with contempt or dislike while compassion is part of love and is therefore free from any negative feelings. (Difference Between.net).
I do not rejoice that my son is dead. I weep.
I do not rejoice in the abuse that has left me crippled. I hate what is evil.
I do not rejoice in the rapes. I am scarred.
I do rejoice, however, in my Lord and am forever grateful that through it all He has been faithful and has never left my side.
I do rejoice that I know with certainty to Whom I belong and to where I will go when I am finally called back Home.
I do rejoice that all of this is but a vapour and that an eternal Glory awaits.
May God be glorified in all things, for He alone is worthy.
I close this article with one of the last poems my son wrote before his demise (excerpt: ‘Gifts from the Ashes’):
Awaiting My Time
Perhaps the answers are still unclear,
For I find myself still searching,
Far and near; high and low,
I am still searching.
I am looking deep in my soul
And throughout the darkest corners of my heart,
For the one thing to bring a mere smirk.
Perhaps a hint of happiness
May shine its light on me some day.
That a lack of loneliness will
Consume my heart, I pray!
I have lived a life
My good deeds did not deserve.
And unto all others,
Their needs and wants , I serve.
I wait in the shade.
Patiently for the light to shine,
Upon the life I lead
Knowing that one day, Justice-
Will be mine!
(((HUGS))) Jude Gibbs, Author of ‘Gifts from the Ashes’ available at: https://www.xulonpress.com/bookstore/bookdetail.php?PB_ISBN=9781498496728&HC_ISBN=
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