this morning i headed out to run an errand, in my jammies mind you, and as i love to do in the car, i talked to God a little bit. i asked him….do you think i’m too much? do i embellish situations that are minor and jack ’em up until they’re major? or do i have trouble just calling a trial as an actual trial? either way i sometimes try to shake off biggies and i’m guilty as well of over thinking and rehashing out things i need to let go.
i struggle naming a trial an actual trial because sometimes, to me anyways, admitting i’m facing a giant seems just as big as the giant himself. when i’d much rather be all hey, it’s cool, no biggie, we’re all good. and who wants to be around somebody who always has a thing going on anyways? throw in a shot of “well it could be so much worse” and then all manner of heart-conflict arises. i want to be genuine & real…and i wanna be a happy joyful, mostly sunny & 70 degrees girl too.
i’m not an avoider. i’m not a let’s-all-quote-some-postive-thoughts & live a disconnected to reality kinda girl. i err on the realist side maybe a little too much. but i can honestly tell you the last several months, heck maybe even the last year & a half have been a challenge. a trial. a walk through the desert. a refining period.
there. i said it.
YES we have had so much good. and YES i am thankful every day to wake up underneath a down comforter in a home with an air-conditioner and more food than i need, beside a big healthy guy.
but good & tough and sweet & hard and pain & joy are always just dancing on the dance floor together it seems. one just sorta waiting for their turn while the other gets a little face time.
and then this morning i heard these words. i read them out loud over & over & over~~
In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials,
so that the tested genuineness of your faith
—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—
may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ.
1 peter 1. 6&7
i love how it reads in the message as well~
I know how great this makes you feel, even though you have to put up with every kind of aggravation in the meantime.
Pure gold put in the fire comes out of it proved pure; genuine faith put through this suffering comes out proved genuine.
When Jesus wraps this all up, it’s your faith, not your gold, that God will have on display as evidence of his victory.
1 peter 1. 6&7
evidence of HIS victory. my faith is to be evidence of HIS victory. not my ability to shake it off. not my ability to be all no-i’m fine-really i’m fine. not my oh-my-gosh-can-it-get-any-worse victim mentality either. my faith.genuine faith that comes through the fire proved genuine…may it be evidence of his victory.
may my heart always reveal jesus.