Five Things I’ve Learned This Week – 05/22/13


Five Things I’ve Learned This Week or Was Reminded Of:

1) There are some things that happen in life that don’t make sense and can make us question whether God is involved in the daily lives of people. I believe He is and I also have a lot of patience for folks who hear of children being killed by a tornado, while at school, and they wonder if God’s protection is everywhere.  I hope Christians are gracious when people wonder out loud after such a tragedy; it’s normal to wrestle with our faith.

2) I really love my two furry dog children, Harley and Gracie. Anyone who has adored their animals understands what I mean when I call them my furry children.

3) Getting out of our comfort zone is AWESOME! Go do something that you are not too sure about but always wanted to try. Trust me, it’s worth it.

4) I love Spring and seeing flowers in my front yard. All the colors make me happy.

5) You can’t miss someone if you are constantly together. Missing someone is an important emotion not to be overlooked in a relationship.

What’s on your list? 

Through the haze of pain

I was reading Mark 1:29-39 and the story retells of Simon-Peter’s mother-in-law being very ill with a high fever. Jesus was told of her condition and he went to see the sick woman. When He arrived, He held her hand and helped her up out of bed; instantly healing her. Upon gaining her strength, she began to fix dinner for her guests.

What struck me about the story was the mother-in-laws’ condition before she was healed; when she was sick in bed and presumably feeling very badly. It’s not a stretch to wonder if her condition could have been fatal if Jesus had not healed her.

As she lay there sick, Jesus approached her bedside. Was she even aware of His presence next to her or was the fever distorting her thinking?  He drew close to her in the middle of her suffering. I doubt her “faith” was strong at that moment. I am assuming the fever was causing pain and confusion within her body and mind. That didn’t matter though. Jesus’ compassion for her was clear and that’s all that mattered.

Our own pain often distorts our view of just how close Jesus really is to us. Whether we are feeling it or not, He is standing right by our own bedsides, hand outstretched, ready to lift us up to enjoy His companionship. I am so thankful that He is near to us even when we don’t see Him very clearly through the haze of our own pain.