We are all done with Thanksgiving and Christmas! If you are anything like me, it was easy to get caught up in all the tasks that needed to be done and forget to simply sit at Jesus’ feet, dwell on the sweetness of His sovereign love and the work He has done and is doing in your life. This time of year painful memories are brought to light and for some reason it seems like trouble and calamity strikes more than usual. I don’t know that as a fact, but rather that is at least more visible and even the struggles throughout the year seem more painful. You feel the sting of the job loss, or the dead end job that no matter how much you work or how hard you work leaves you still needy and dissatisfied . You feel the agony that the loss of a loved one brings in a different manner. You begin to give into hopeless thoughts that come with rejection and the despair of the illness and disease that plague you. We begin to forget to do battle in our thinking and fight the fight of faith. We begin to forget the gospel. We cry our with the Psalmist, ” How long O Lord?” Which is why we need to be slowing down and sitting at Jesus’ feet all the more and remember to also cry out with the Psalmist, “I would have despaired unless I had believed that would see the goodness of the LORD In the and of the living. Wait for the LORD; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the LORD. ” (Psalm 27:13-14)
Dear sisters, I know so many of you are suffering and struggling in some way. My own mother just recently had a hospital stay after a mild heart attack and is now home taking care of unexpected health issues. She is a like a tree firmly planted by streams of water which yields its fruit in its season, and is an example of faith as each time she is brought low with suffering, she sees and savors her savior and helps others do the same. Let us be women like that; especially in a time where suffering is so apparent, and help each other by reminding one another of our tender and compassionate God, praying for one another, and loving each other through our season of struggle and the holidays.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face. – William Cowper
By Jasmine Aldrich