The Good Thing about Hard Times

In the midst of all that’s going on in this world, it is easy for you to allow fear to grip your hearts.

Fear of the future, fear of sickness and death, fear of lack of resources, fear of the unknown. I know for my personal life, one fear has attempted to break my peace consistantly and that is the fear of suffering in some way.

Whether it’s suffering in finances, in lacking resources needed for my family, in the economy, whatever it is, there’s this uneasiness about my comfort being attacked in some way. My daily “normal” somehow changing. It can definitely be scary.

Obviously I am not the only one who feels this uneasiness, as toilet paper was the first thing we ran for during the scare. Toilet paper. Think about it. Something that is NOT a necessity being bought over food or water. Because of this one word that has imprisoned us for way too long: comfort.

I was reading in Romans today, seeking peace for my soul during this time and stumbled upon a passage I have read many times. But often His Word jumps out at us when we need it, so I figured I would share.

Romans 5:3-5 – “Moreover (let us also be full of joy now!) Let us exult and triumph in our troubles and sufferings, knowing that pressure and affliction and hardship produce patient and unswerving endurance. And endurance (fortitude) develops maturity of character (approved faith and tried integrity). And character (of this sort) produces (the habit of) joyful and confident hope of eternal salvation. Such hope never disappoints or deludes or shames us, for God’s love has been poured out in our hearts through the Holy Spirit Who has been given to us.”

Wow! What peace this can give us if we center our hearts on its promises. All too often as Christian’s these days, we pray for things like character, patience, integrity, more faith, more hope, and yet we never seem to pray for suffering or trials (I know, who would?)

But think about it. This scripture shows you the formula to having joy, peace, faith, and character; trials and sufferings which lead to endurance. All too often we pray for miracles in our lives and yet would pray against situations where God would be able to work miracles.

“Lord, please deliver us from bondage of the Pharoah BUT why have You led us to the Red Sea to be killed?!?” Sound familiar? The Israelites wanted the freedom without discomfort. But without discomfort the miracle of the splitting of the Red Sea would never have been needed. Without sickness, we wouldn’t see His healings. Without struggle, we wouldn’t see His mighty provision. Without discomfort, we cannot grow.

So I take this time in my personal life to do as His Word tells us and exult in trials and sufferings. During this time where comfort and “normal” seem out of reach, this is a time to buckle down and praise the Lord that we are gaining endurance and patience. That we are learning what it means to rely solely on Him and not ourselves, our social lives, or our government. That during this time of stretching we can be thankful and renew our minds to see everything as He does and not what our flesh wants.

Take this time of isolation and really learn to be dependent on God. This is a time where distraction has been wiped out of most of our lives. Distraction and comfort that all too often keep us from our true Love and our families. Stop complaining, worrying, and fearing, and start praising God and thanking Him for your blessings, your life, and the ability to grow in Him.

Hard times are hard but they always restore my faith a little because it always seems that hard times produce such beautiful fruit in humanity. We see communities come together, servants appear in this individualistic selfish world, and neighborly love everywhere we look. Once again the principles of the Word evident all around us.

I wanted to encourage you in this time to look at things in a different way. Stay in your Word, keep your minds renewed, and walk in thanksgiving. Love you all! Happy homemaking!

A Letter to my Best Friend: From a New Mommy

Dear Best Friend (you know who you are).

I have been thinking about you a lot lately, and I hope you know that. So much has changed so dramatically over the last few years. I got married, became a mommy, and now I’m balancing how to serve as a wife, mommy, daughter, friend, all at the same time. It gets hard sometimes. Remembering what it felt like to drop everything and hang out with you, laugh until we cried, watch movies and eat the junkiest of food feels bittersweet.

I miss who I was back then, when it was just me and you sometimes too! When we would lay on your bed and dream for hours about our future and what we wanted and prayed for. And now I have some of those things and I am so grateful for them, but I also grieve what I lost in a way too.

I miss you. Life got so hectic and I was so overwhelmed trying to figure out how to hold it all together for everyone else without falling apart myself that sometimes I fear I forgot to think about you too. And those few times you would come to my rescue and remind me of who I was before all of these new roles got put on me saved me. I get to where I almost forget who I am apart from wife and mom, and you remind me of my true, goofy, sarcastic, witty self.

I am writing this letter because I want you to know how much you mean to me. I want you to know how much I cherish you even though I still am figuring all of this out. I want you to know that I miss you and I need girl time. I want you to know how much joy it brings me to see you love my family. I want you to know how thankful I am that you haven’t given up on me even through the many cancelled plans, exhausted friend dates, and boring hangouts.

I’m praying for a day where life slows down a bit or even I get better at balancing it all out to where I get to give you the time you truly deserve. I always say I have been so blessed to be surrounded by people who have true servants hearts. You give so freely, so easily, and never look back. You are pure joy, peace, and truly shine the light of Jesus.

One day, we will sit together and reminisce about the good days while making more good days, surrounded by our husbands and children. Until then, lets make the most of these crazy transition years.

I’ll live through your adventures and you can always come home for some yummy homecooked meals. You tell me of your latest excitement and I will tell you of the latest baby poop story. You tell me what’s going on in your crazy world and I’ll tell you what’s going on in mine. And in the midst of the chaos, we can become those two teenage girls again, laughing hysterically, talking in accents, eating way too much chocolate, and trying to find our way in this world.

I am writing this letter because I just want to let you know how thankful I am God put you in my life. How thankful I am that you are longsuffering with me and patient. That you really are a picture of true friendship to me, sometimes when it feels a little too one-sided on your part. I promise I will try to be better at being a new mommy and a best friend; I promise I will learn. But until then, thank you for still loving me while I figure it out. (Also just think of it as me clearing the cobwebs for you for when its your turn).

I love you, best friend. I cherish you. I miss you.

Love,

Your best friend.