In an online discussion today, someone was talking about how there is some mourning that goes on with those who are chronically ill. That you need to mourn who you once were…that old life. While this is true, I’m convinced we can’t stay there. This was my reply:
It is like new life also. His mercies are new every morning. There is new grace for each day. Perhaps this is the “new normal”…but I can’t miss that He has a purpose in it. I tell my kids all the time that God is always purposeful and He never wastes time. I think of what Paul said in Philippians 3:13,14:
“Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before,I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.”
This has not spun out of control. Press on, friends…the race may be slower, but we still want to finish well. Our adversary would like us to give up now, but the Savior is ahead of us, He has the baton in His hand, and He is saying, “I won’t just hand this off to you…grab hold! We’ll break the tape together, beloved!” And the bleachers are filled with onlookers…those who have gone before, and they are all cheering you on as well:
“Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.” Heb 12:1,2
His faithfulness is great! There is “strength for today, and bright hope for tomorrow” (and it only gets brighter, the closer we get to glory!) and He has promised never to leave you or forsake you, m’dears! (Heb. 13:5)
Honestly, I’m not trying to be the type of person that folks want to slap. This is not Pollyanna. It is truth.