It is hard to describe what our journey has been like so far. Sometimes we just feel numb. Sometimes I have wondered if there is some profound lesson to be learned here, and I am just not getting it. Okay, I confess it. I have yet to reach a higher spiritual plain through this journey. More often, we have retreated into a "fetal position" as the storm raged. I found myself feeling a little guilty over that posture.
But at our recent dinner with the Clark's, Karen encouraged us to be okay with such a response. She reminded me that HE sees us as we are, in all our frailty. At such times HE is more than willing to carry us along.
So maybe suffering is not a like a gymnasium for achieving more spiritual muscle. Maybe suffering is a rapids we ride out as HIS love carries us through the turbulent waters. Anyway, I recently claimed Psalm 32:7
You are my hiding place;
you will protect me from trouble
and surround me with songs of deliverance.
What should you do when you are surrounded? Fight it out? No, surrender. Encircled by HIS love, I submit to HIS care...Some day... Soon.... Deliverance will come.