Rest in Turmoil

18 Sep

At times I find it difficult to rest in God’s word that he has everything under control. Especially when I don’t see the evidence. Those times seem to be happening in greater frequency lately. Headlines declared a hurricane was bearing down on our east coast while half way around the world a typhoon at least twice as strong was brushing northern Philippines as it heads for Hong Kong. More shootings left more families with gaping holes and grief. Politics, economic forecasts, and social unrest shows a world that resembles a wobbling top.

If my anxieties were limited to the news, I could simply turn off the news. Instead, family drama equals the distress in the media. Learning the shower faucet isn’t working and must be rebuilt before anyone can use it hit me as the proverbial straw. Though trivial in comparison, it still stared me down as one more broken thing to deal with.

I feel guilty telling the Lord that I need to see his hand move in my situation, even if it’s to resolve one thing, a little thing. About the time my thoughts go there, I’m reminded to be thankful for all the things God has done for me—miraculous ones included—and continues to do. Then I stumble across words of encouragement like the verse of the day: Psalm 73:26 “My flesh and my heart fail; but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever,” (NKJV). And, Psalm 16:8 “I have set the Lord always before me; because he is at my right hand I shall not be moved,” (NKJV).

As I read through the Old Testament prophets, I am reminded how the mighty think they determine their destinies, but their fate and the future of their nations are in God’s hands. Through the way God deals with them, he declares to me his mercy and grace, anger and judgment, and righteousness and holiness.

And as it says in Psalm 16, “he is at my right hand.” Instead of holding a natural weapon to use against the problems I face, I hold in my right hand, the hand of the one who with his words spoke all things Into being. The one who with his breath can turn jungle into desert. The one who will answer when I call.

So, I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. With it, I pray for patience, joy in the waiting, the grace to see it fulfilled, and the strength to be

A new day dawning: photo by Charles Huff

faithful.

One Response to “Rest in Turmoil”

  1. Heather Roberts at 5:18 pm #

    I agree with your prayers.

    Like

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