“God left the world unfinished for man to work his skill upon. He left the electricity still in the cloud, the oil still in the earth.
How often we look upon God as our last and feeblest resource!
We go to Him because we have nowhere else to go. And then we learn that the storms of life have driven us, not upon the rocks, but into the desired haven.”
I read this and thought...it's not that our cloud has a silver lining......
The lining was never the point.
This storm was a means to an end. The process was important...it was shaping and molding us, testing us at every turn!
The point was to trust in and rely on our Creator. Not an unjust God who is blind to our plight. But a compassionate, loving Savior who knew before we breathed our very first breathe, that this too was needful. It was time to return to our haven.
I can only speak for myself, but I had missed the point for so long. I had stopped talking to God as a friend, and more as a genie. I pleaded and demanded from God.....I came to Him often as a tyrant or an unfair boss.
As the waves of the storm continued I remembered my purpose. I may be commanding this ship, but I have never been the captain. These kids were counting on me for direction and to follow my example. Would I complain our way through this ordeal, or rejoice with every new step?
I think you know my choice. And now I'm here to say that the end is in sight.
The shadow of those clous had obscured my view. But then we saw it......
“A cloud cannot cast a shadow unless the sun is shining beyond it”
Merrick shuffle/walked for most of today. I dared myself not to get over excited. But with each halting step he proved his bravery. Tomorrow we go back to Physical Therapy to check out his 'form.' It's no longer an IF he will walk again....it has progressed to a WHEN will he walk smoothly again, and how can I help him? From here improvements may be slow and laborious...Six more weeks the Dr. said, and of those two weeks need to be low stress...so no running.
So as the sunlight warms my face with hope, my discouragement is waning. I won't deny that complaining is still my forte. But with so much to be thankful for....we must stay focused on the light behind the clouds.