Making the Grade

At church on Sunday, a friend said something like, "Your faith has certainly been tested over the years,", and I replied, "Well, obviously, I haven't passed the test yet!" Since then, I've spent a good bit of time reflecting on why God keeps bringing new hurdles into our lives and asking myself why. I learned from my dad at an early age, however, that when faced with challenges, we shouldn't ask, "Why me?" Instead, we should understand, "Why NOT me?" "What makes me so special that I shouldn't have to face trials in my life?"

My dad was a wise man. He wasn't perfect by any means, but he had a wisdom born of difficult times (his mother made shirts for him out of flour sacks during the depression), addictive behaviors (he was an alcoholic so high-functioning that it was YEARS before I knew about his addiction), and above all, he LOVED me! Not that loving me made him wise; it's just that knowing he loved me made me appreciate all the sacrifices he'd made for me and my brothers over the years made me understand a father's love. You see, he was born into a generation that had so little, and yet, he wanted SO MUCH MORE for his family! He sacrificed on a daily basis so we could have the life he never had! Would he have ever said he was deprived? Absolutely, not! His life was made better because of the love and sacrifices his own parents poured into him! When I think about any time in my own life when I may have been slightly inclined to feel deprived, I remember the sacrifices my earthly father and most importantly, my heavenly father have made for me! Deprived? Oh no, far from it! I have been BLESSED! 

Has my life been perfect? It certainly has not. I've learned, though, that the choices we make either make us stronger or they weaken us to the point of absolute chaos. I CHOOSE strength! Our heavenly Father and my earthly dad gave so much of their own lives to make mine better - how could I ever feel deprived? I know that because of their sacrifices, my life is so much more than it could have ever been without their presence. As the song goes, "You're a good, good father." I am so grateful to have been loved by both.

Tomorrow we face another test. David is having surgery to repair his colon and bladder. This is not a result of the chemo but more so, a result of his weakened immune system due to the chemo. We are putting our trust in the one who heals, our Jehovah Rapha, praying for His divine intervention in David's healing and selfishly hoping that with this trial, we'll finally make the grade in the eyes of the Lord. We are trusting in His promises today, tomorrow, and each day of our lives.

Sending a special shout-out to Julie Curl for her inspiration for this post. XOXO