I sit typing these words with a heavy heart. I received two text messages this morning with news I wasn’t expecting. News that stung my eyes with tears, making me wonder what else these families could carry…their load was already so full.
I have many excuses I could share with you, but I didn’t have time to meet God in the quiet before I looked at my phone. Therefore, I processed my emails and text messages through a filter of fear, anxiety, and worry. Can you relate?
As Lysa TerKeurst says, “We must exchange whispers with God before shouts with the world.” In between my classes, I was on a quest for quiet. I could not take any more shouting.
I found my spot…even with a little background music that alternated between flushing and paper towel dispensing…and I was able to exchange a few whispers with God. My heart was heavy. Fear rippled through my mind. I asked God to soothe my soul and shift my perspective. The tragedy. The heart-breaking news. The never-ending updates that looked hopeless. Where are you, God?
But in this moment, God asked me to look at all of this through a different filter. To wipe the moisture off the window and see that He is working on the other side. There might be streaks. There might be a little spot where the moisture tries to creep back, freezing and attempting to park in that place. But He is there. Through the window…in the distance…the sun is rising…radiating God’s promise that His love never fails, and that with Him, NOTHING is impossible.
I don’t know what you are carrying, or what news you are waiting to receive. I wish I could reach through this screen and give you a little hug. But I want you to know, this is a hard time of year for many of us. New routines. Change. Unexpected news. However, can I just whisper something into your soul? Life is a journey. With joy. With regret. With unexpected circumstances. But God is with you through all of it. Believe a miracle is on the horizon. The rising sun is a sweet gift from Him, promising that He is present and with us always.
You were there when it all came down on me
When I was blinded by my fear
And I struggled to believe
But in those unclear moments
You were the one keeping me strong
This is how my story’s always gone.
Through All of It by Colton Dixon