Today's Meditation
Psalm 121:1,2
I lift up my eyes to the hills - from where will my help come? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
At my last meditation on Tuesday, I had just dropped off my sister for her cancer surgery. Unfortunately, the results were not all that we'd hoped. She will need to undergo some additional treatment with chemo therapy or radiation to completely eradicate what remains, but she is in good hands both those here on earth and those from above. The surgery itself went very well and she is doing great from that. My apologies in the delay of daily meditations, I'd hoped that I could continue to do them, but it just wasn't possible for a couple of days.
Executive Presbyter, Sheldon Sorge, sends us daily correspondence and this morning noted that in reading the scriptures, the Psalmist, searched high and low, up and down, and everywhere for help. No help could be found except from the Lord.
We've known this. But, unfortunately, we don't consistently recognize that God is always there until there is, literally, no where else to go. I found this fictional dialogue between God and another person helpful. May it bring you some comfort today.
Me: Okay, God, here's the thing. I'm scared. I'm trying not to be, but I am.
God: I know. Want to talk about it?
Me: Do we need to? I mean, You already know.
God: Let's talk about it anyway...We've done this before.
Me: I know, I just feel like I should be bigger or stronger or SOMETHING by now.
God: (waiting patiently, unhurried, undistracted, never annoyed)
Me: Okay. So, I'm afraid I'll do everything I can to protect my family and it won't be enough. I'm afraid of someone I love dying. I'm afraid the world won't go back to what it was before. I'm afraid my life is always going to feel a little bit unsettled.
God: Anything else?
Me: EVERYTHING ELSE
God: Remember how your son woke up the other night and came running down the hall to your bedroom?
Me: Yes.
God: You were still awake, so when you heard him running, you started calling out to him before he even got to you...remember? Do you remember what you called out to him?
Me: I said, "You're okay! You're okay! You're okay! I'm here."
God: Why did you call to him? Why didn't you just wait for him to get to your room?
Me: Because I wanted him to know that I was awake, and I heard him, and he didn't have to be afraid until he reached the end of the dark hallway.
God: Exactly. I hear you, my child. I hear your thoughts racing like feet down the dark hallway. There's another side to all this. I'm there already. I've seen the end of it. And I want you to know right here as you walk through it all, you're okay. I haven't gone to sleep, and I won't.
Me: (crying) Can we sit together awhile? Can we just sit here a minute before I go back to facing it all?
God: There's nothing I'd love more.
Blessings, my friends, until we see one another again.
One of my own favorite comforting hymns is Amazing Grace and this rendition has become my "go to".
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