This has been a very tough year.
Rewind to last Christmas and it was filled with the shock of my wife’s father passing away very suddenly.
Then, I stepped away from a position of nearly 8 years to be promised something from a leader at a new place in a new position. It hurt our family tremendously. We were not protected as promised. It has screwed up our finances as well. My heart feels like a barren wasteland.
Then, my grandmother died.
Last week our Jeep had to be towed into the shop. This week, it’s official that our Jeep engine died, dishwasher screwed up, kids got sick, now I’m sick and we are all completely worn down and worn out. And yes, I know there are people worse off. I could go on.
Still, all I have wanted to do is crank up “A Long December” by Counting Crows and stay ticked at the world. I have done my best at not letting any bitterness grab hold of my heart, but it’s still a struggle.
Instead I have been playing “While I’m Waiting” by John Waller, “Worn” by Tenth Avenue North, and so many more solid songs on waiting for the Lord and trusting him in times of desperation.
So what’s my reason for posting this?
Jesus. Is. Better.
Always. Every single time, he’s better.
I found myself getting really depressed and I know I’m still fighting those feelings, but I must trust God. I also must worship Him.
Psalm 59:16 says,
“But I will sing of your strength,
in the morning I will sing of your love;
for you are my fortress,
my refuge in times of trouble.”
Even the darkest of times we need to train ourselves to sing to God, trust in Him, and He will take care of the rest. He is our strength. He is our fortress.
He will provide work. He will provide finances. He will provide a family car/van. He will provide. He will. He. It all comes back to Him.
“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” (Romans 8:28)
Only God knows why we are going through this season.
In “The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe”, C.S. Lewis writes of a conversation his characters have about Aslan.
“Aslan is a lion- the Lion, the great Lion.” “Ooh” said Susan. “I’d thought he was a man. Is he-quite safe? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion”…”Safe?” said Mr Beaver …”Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you.”
Following Jesus might not be safe, but he’s good. He’s the King and He is worthy of worship!