Resting

I tend to shy away from discussing 2 things - politics & religion.  But, I am going to touch on one of those subjects today.  My faith has been shaken by Waverly & Oliver's diagnosis.  I am angry and confused by what we are facing.  I am filled with questions that will never be answered completely for me.  Today I was listening to a song that I used to love and a part of the song touched me in a very deep way.  It is from the song "Depth of Mercy" and it says:

"There for me the Savior stands.  Shows His wounds and spreads His hands. God is love, I know I feel.  Jesus weeps and loves me still."

Very simple and that is where I rest.

Comments

DAN BUCK said…
Thanks for this.

I don't know why, but this is a kind of ministering to others.

When we have doubts and we start to see the face of God differently, or not at all, it's always comforting to hear others are in the same place.

I've recently had my share of doubts about the faithfulness and loving nature of God (Waverly and Oliver's stories are more than a small part of that).

All I've got to offer you as far as advice goes are these two words: honesty and engagement. Be honest with yourself and others about what you're thinking and feeling. And don't feel obligated to go through any sort of "faith rituals" that seem a betrayal of your profound sadness. And at the same time, stay engaged as much as possible. I think the real enemy here is not doubt, fear or depression, but NUMBNESS. It's a killer of souls and relationships.

Be yourself. Be your pissed, confused, weepy, tired self. And let yourself, when you are able connect with your present situation, your spouse, your kids, your friends, and your God if he shows up.

Love to you all,

Dan
Christine said…
Resting is the best thing any of us can do. The wisest thing. Life's lessons teach us to rest in Him. Getting there can be hard, but when you're finally there, peace comes. Sometimes we rest for just awhile, then get up again. Stay right there. It'll get you through.

Love and Prayers,

Pam
Mystic Thistle said…
Yes, Jesus weeps with you and God offers loving arms to rest in.

"See, I have not forgotten you, I have carved you in the palm of my hand."
Teresa aka Joy said…
I have to remind myself daily, sometimes minute by minute, that there is hope in God. His loving peace that comes with entering into His Rest is the only thing that sustains me. I am convinced of two things: 1. God is not the author of death. When God made the heavens and earth, He said it was good. The ugly stuff came later. 2. When ugliness comes into our lives, we are not always at fault. The enemy of our souls would like us to think it is always our fault, but that is not always the case. It is not the case here. It is not the case in our life either. 1 Chronicles 16:23-36 has been a source of help for me lately. The joy of the Lord is my strength.

Psalm 25

1 To you, O LORD, I lift up my soul;

2 in you I trust, O my God.
Do not let me be put to shame,
nor let my enemies triumph over me.

3 No one whose hope is in you
will ever be put to shame,
but they will be put to shame
who are treacherous without excuse.

4 Show me your ways, O LORD,
teach me your paths;

5 guide me in your truth and teach me,
for you are God my Savior,
and my hope is in you all day long.

New International Version (NIV)
Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society

Teresa
http://iamgraftedin.blogspot.com/
kidsmom said…
Shannon;

You are so eloquent.

Thank you for sharing your life with us. Reading your post today, Sunday, was a gift.

By the way, I absolutely adore the photo of Oliver with the sunflower. He's such a BOY!
I was reminded in church today that God is not threatened by our doubts. I thought that was a coincidence to hear right before reading your post. You are continually in my prayers.
Amy B said…
Oh Shannon, my heart hurts so for you and Matt. I'd take it all away if I could. Big hugs and tears with and for you. I'm so sorry... Since you're angry, tell Him! Since you're confused, tell Him! He knows it's on your heart already, just yell at Him! I've read in Psalms so I told Him so... I've screamed at Him "YOU said my kids are suppose to be a blessing, YOU said they are a reward! They aren't that to me now - HELP ME!!" And He opens my eyes to see something I hadn't before and gives me Grace for that day, even if only for that moment. Nothing I have been through with my children compares to what you're going through, but I have felt desperate and felt like a failure and angry at God for giving me challenges I couldn't see past. He knows your heart already, scream it at Him in the car when you're by yourself... And see Him as in Luke 15, the Father kissing you, holding you, loving you. He longs for you, Shannon and your children. He loves you, Shannon. Whether you believe that now or not. He is the God who pulled water from a rock and said that was easy for Him. Believe. Believe.
kristi_temple said…
Shannon,
I know you don't know me but, I was wondering if you would send me your address. My church has a ministry called the Prayer Shawl ministry and we knit shawls and blankets for people when they have a new baby or are sick or are just in need of some comfort. Alot of prayer and love goes into the making of each one and the faithful ladies in the group (as well as our pastoral staff) will be in constant, fervent prayer for your family. We would like to send one to each of your children. I know it seems insignificant but we (the Temple Family and New Hope Worship Center of Concord, NC) want you to know that you are covered in love and prayers.

Please email me at kristi_temple@yahoo.com

Kristi Temple (TU class of '98)
A Jersey Girl said…
Shannon,
I am a first time reader of your blog and as I read through I was brought to tears. I cannot begin to understand what you and your family are going through, but you are in my thoughts.

I hope you settle back in to the DC metro area quickly and find the resources you need here.


Emily

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