We just got done watching Breaking Dawn 2. Yes my husband watched that with me because he is a kick-a husband who loves his wife (He might have liked the movie a little, don’t tell him I said that to the whole world).
I’m now laying in bed next to my sweetheart while he’s asleep. How am I feeling you ask? Kind of awake, a little hungry (should have ate more hotdogs at our MOPS family outing), but i’m mostly feeling thankful for the great life that God has blessed me with.
I’m thankful that I grew up never knowing hunger,
I’m thankful for never being abused as a child,
I’m thankful for always feeling loved by my parents,
I’m thankful for having the best Grandma in the world who I miss every day,
I’m thankful for my youth paster Gabe and his wife Wendy who helped me be who I am now,
I’m thankful for the best husband ever,
I’m thankful for my beautiful son Liam,
I’m thankful for Jeremy’s family,
and I’m thankful for my friends and church family.
There are so many things I am thankful for. I often ask God
“Why have you decided to give me such a wonderful life?”
Don’t get me wrong I have my own problems and issues that I still need to overcome from the past, but it’s nothing compared to the real hurt others have to go through.
God didn’t choose to put me in a womb where the mother didn’t want me,
He didn’t choose me to be the mother who was just scared and didn’t know what aborting her baby really meant,
He didn’t choose for me to be one of those little girls that our sold into sex trafficking,
He didn’t choose for me to go down the path of drug use,
He didn’t choose for me to be in the shoes of a person who was tortured during the holocaust,
He didn’t choose for me to wake up every morning wondering If i’m going to be beaten to death by my husband,
He didn’t choose for me to live my life apart from Him.
Why?
I’m not sure what his plans for me are in the future but why has he spared me?
What about those people that have gone through hell?
As I lay in bed thinking about all of this, I feel God saying,
Remember Aleah,
“What sorrow awaits those who argue with their Creator.
Does a clay pot argue with its maker?
Does the clay dispute with the one who shapes it, saying,
‘Stop, you’re doing it wrong!’
Does the pot exclaim,
‘How clumsy can you be?’
How terrible it would be if a newborn baby said to its father,
‘Why was I born?’
or if it said to its mother,
‘Why did you make me this way?’”
– Isaiah 45:9
I also feel that God reminded me that
satan is at work,
Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.
-1 Peter 5:8
Don’t get me wrong I’m thankful that I don’t know true suffering. I am just mourning for the people who know a horrible life. A couple more verses come to mind that lightens my heart.
Revelation 21:3-4
And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. ‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”
Revelation 22:3-5 (NIV)
No longer will there be any curse. The throne of God and of the Lamb will be in the city, and his servants will serve him. They will see his face, and his name will be on their foreheads.There will be no more night. They will not need the light of a lamp or the light of the sun, for the Lord God will give them light. And they will reign for ever and ever.
I can imagine all of God’s children running to Jesus singing songs of joy while God shines His light on their faces. God will take all their pain and tears away.
So be it Lord!
