“Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” Luke 22:42 NIV
There are certain memories that become anchors for our souls. I’ll bet you’ve got a few of those. As I look back on a particular time in my life, I remember a key lesson that I learned. One that has anchored me through so much. At that time, my soul was an angry sea, but now, when I apply what I learned then, I don’t experience the same kind of turbulence. I’d love to share my secret with you. It’s a formula for peace. Interested? Here goes!
In 1991, Tom and I, and our two children under 3 years old, moved back to New York after two years in Pensacola, Florida. Because we were just waiting for a call from the FAA for Tom to begin training as an air traffic controller, our plan was to live at my parents’ house until he finished training and then move to wherever he was placed. Simple plan. The only wrinkle in the plan was that the U.S. government put a freeze on all hiring, so no new air traffic controllers were being trained. There was no call coming from the FAA in the foreseeable future. Time for a new plan. Tom found a job and eventually went back to school to finish his degree. I struggled.
We ended up living downstairs at Mom and Dad’s for over three years. That was not the resolution I wanted! My heart yearned for a place of my own and for many months there was no personal space at the end of our tunnel.
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It was a dark time, one of the darkest times I have ever lived through. A loved one was struggling through the shadows of depression and every day was a battle. Just getting out of bed and facing the mundane tasks of daily life took every ounce of my strength. The future was a wall of fog. The present was a slog through mud with a backpack full of rocks. It was all I could do to just get through today.
Maybe that is where you are right now, Dear Friend. I am so sorry that you find yourself in such a difficult time. One thing I heard from a conference speaker that helped me through my darkness and gave me perspective was this: Every trial will come to an end. As those words rang in the arena and resounded in my ears my heart knew that they were true. In the course of a time that seemed to last forever, I eventually experienced that truth in my circumstance. You will experience it in yours. You will.
But while you are in it, can I offer you some perspective? Something I learned from walking through my own fog? Jesus really is enough. He is!