A few friends have challenged me to create a gratitude list to post on Facebook. I wholeheartedly agree that we should take the time daily to recognize our blessings. This simple act keeps our eyes fixed on the gifts that often are pushed aside. A book that my friend Christine gave me has inspired me to record 1,000 things in my gratitude journal in the coming year. As I scribble my daily musings, I always walk away with a smile on my face. There has been one item that I have intentionally left off the pages...PAIN.
How do I appreciate cancer, divorce, a broken heart, a crying child, struggling students, depression, and sickness? We cannot live in denial that bad things happen in our lives. Rather than pushing the hurt aside, I have decided to look intently at the lessons I have learned...
Heartache draws me closer to God. I pray harder, trust more, and refuse to give up. I don't just talk the talk, but I walk the walk as a believer. During the darkest hours, Jesus has never left me alone. I can boldly tell you that there is nothing that this world has to offer that will give you freedom from pain. However, I can assure you that your circumstances may NEVER change, but God's grace is sufficient.
Pain has given me wisdom and maturity. I have learned that nothing can replace unconditional love of family and friends. Those individuals that stand with you based on how you look or what you have to offer them are not walking in love. How we treat others when we don't get what we want, is a true indicator of the condition of our soul. Another friend of mine is memorizing 1 Corinthians 13:4-13 with his family. These verses provide a Godly definition of love that challenges me to think twice before I say those three little words "I love you." Am I impatient, boastful, rude, easily angered, vengeful...?" YES! I don't want to cause others pain by pretending to love them when I continue to live a self-centered life that reeks of my desire to get all of my needs met. Pain has enabled me to cut through the BS and stretch myself toward the kind of LOVE that will not be easily destroyed.
This morning I have thousands of items to place on my list of blessings, but I want to wallow in the pain just a minute longer. Not to feel sorry for myself, but to feel the healing power that has rescued me from the pit. My circumstances will not keep me from moving forward, looking up, and loving others. The pain does not stand a chance against the kind of love that surrounds me each and every day.
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