opened the door to our home, I gasped at what I saw. Clothes covered every inch
of the living room. Socks littered the newly vacuumed floor I’d left that
morning. Belts were hanging from the ceiling fan, and camping supplies were
strewn all about. I raced for the phone to call 911. I couldn’t believe it! “God,
no! How could someone break into our home now?”
reached for the phone, I heard music playing in the back room. I slowly crept
toward the doorway when I saw Michael flinging clothes out of drawers and
tossing them across the floor. He had emptied every drawer, every closet, and
every cabinet looking for some tool he had lost. Having no self-control
whatsoever I cried, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
Surely he had some reason for this insanity!
those of you reading, let me tell you in those moments I didn’t have Bible
verses flooding my mind reminding me that God works all things for the good of
those who love him. In that moment I became unglued.
How is it
that Michael was the one with a diagnosis, yet I was the one shouting and
seemingly out of control? I realized in that moment that I couldn’t go on
living like this. Something had to change.
I didn’t even know what to pray for anymore. Life was so desperate.
may not be able to relate to my story, many of you can relate to the emotions I
felt in that moment. There is good news – there is hope!
in Romans 8, “…hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he
already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it
patiently. In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know
what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans
that words cannot express.”
seems to be no hope, God is there. He is with you. He sees around the corner
and he cares about your present. Imagine, God himself, is praying on your
behalf. He loves you with an everlasting love and he will help you in your
weakness. Cling to him with every ounce of your being!
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