Thinking about what vacation writing to post today seems a little redundant. How can I celebrate a good time when such awful news is coming south from our neighbors and friends in Oklahoma? I pray for all those affected.
My mind cannot, maybe will not, comprehend the pain this tragedy has caused. Parents without children and vice versa. Families and friendships forever changed, relationships lost. It is desperately heart breaking. Sometimes, in these moments, it is easy to question where is God in this, why are such things allowed to happen? Sometimes I have the answers for that, sometimes I don’t. I am sure the tornadoes were here before people were, we chose to live in their paths. I do know that somehow, someway, God will work this tragedy for His good, He will change lives positively through the worst of situations, He always does, because He will never give up on us, He will never allow even the darkest of happenings, to claim victory. Even in the worst of times, even in the most painful of moments, He is there & He is working for your good, especially when it feels like he is not there.
Maybe it is because I am paying more attention then in years past, but 2013 seems to have been particularly devastating so far in terms of tragedies & needlessly lost lives. I grow weary of bad news, I am tired of my heart slumping in pain. Hug your families today and savor every moment you have with them. We get the great privilege of time with our loved ones, yet we have no idea or right to know how much time we will get with them.
I am going to leave you with a poem that most people are familiar with, yet seems very poignant today.
Footprints in the Sand
One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.
Sometimes there were two sets of footprints,
other times there were one set of footprints.
This bothered me because I noticed
that during the low periods of my life,
when I was suffering from
anguish, sorrow or defeat,
I could see only one set of footprints.
So I said to the Lord,
“You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you,
you would walk with me always.
But I have noticed that during
the most trying periods of my life
there have only been one
set of footprints in the sand.
Why, when I needed you most,
you have not been there for me?”
The Lord replied,
“The times when you have
seen only one set of footprints,
is when I carried you.”
Copyright © 1984 Mary Stevenson, from original 1936 text, All rights reserved