Here I am again…in the corner…head in hands…asking God, “What’s the point?”
This time it’s not physical crouching, with the seam of two walls against my back, it’s a mental corner.
I am no stranger to this restless place made up of questions, irrational emotions, irritability, and self pity.
There was a time when I would have walked into my closet, closed the door, sat on the floor, and in the dark, through my sobbing, begged God to help me feel something other than pain.
I don’t go there anymore. Not to that place.
I have seen and felt God move enough to trust that once invited in, His hand will be on me.
And yet, that doesn’t help the waiting or lessen the emotional toll that this season of the mind takes on the one enduring it.
What does one do in this place of unrest and discomfort?
For me, I must look back at the faithfulness of my Savior.
I must not forget all the times that He has rescued me from seemingly impossible circumstances.
I must rely on the promises He has made in His word.
I must cling to the hope that Christ has given in this tumultuous life.
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33
And… I must wait. Sometimes in silence, sometimes in stillness, sometimes in uncertainty.
Trusting that, though silent, God is here with me.
He goes before me, making a way in the wasteland.
He stands beside me, as my advocate.
He walks behind me, so that when I want to turn and run, His face is all I’ll see.
He leads me through a story that is all part of His plan.
And though the words don’t always make sense, when the chapter is complete, I know with great certainty that I will look back and see His sovereign grace.
Thanks Girls! It really is okay. I walk through darkness at times and other times there's nothing but light. Honestly, writing has played such a huge piece in keeping me sane. Thank you for reading and for commenting.
I'm sorry, Joy. I have similar dark places I walk in and out of, and like you, I too have learned that they do eventually end and Jesus stays the same through them. But it still is hard in the moment(s). So I'll be praying for you. Hugs, my friend.
Sending you a virtual hug…