You are on a journey leading down a pathway strewn with
boulders and loose gravel. With every step,
there is the possibility that you will end up face down in the dirt, nursing your
wounds. Yet you do not have to make your
way through the pitfalls alone. You can
choose to accept or reject the assistance made available to all of us. However, when you reject the loving hand
reaching out to catch your fall, do not complain to Him when you are lying in
the sand covered in your filth and shame.
You made a choice.
No one is free from suffering. We all hurt.
We all bleed. We all cry. The choice comes in how you deal with
disappointment. If you choose to focus
on the negative, your life will be full of negativity. Joy is a choice. I chose to accept the joy offered to me when
I repented of my sins and became a Christ follower. I still have to choose that joy on a daily basis. It requires focus and faith. Why do you assume that affliction is
particular to you? It is not! “Oh, but I can’t choose to be happy! I can’t remember the good! Too much pain stands in my way!” You moan and
whine, convinced that your miserable life is quite unlike any other. However, have you suffered to the point of
death? Most likely, you have not or you
would not be able to wail so heartily.
You have closed your eyes to the light which wants to flood your soul
and remove your agony and grief.
I have as much right as anyone to bemoan my life. I could focus on being thrown up against a
wall when I was six years old by an intoxicated relative and punched in the
face. This was only the first of many abusive encounters. I could focus on being repeatedly
raped from the time I was eight years old until I was ten by a close family
friend. I could focus on being neglected
and unloved by those who were placed on this earth to shelter and love me. But I won’t!
I can’t! I have been set
free. I have been saved! There is a life time of joy in just that
incident alone. But if the source ever
runs dry, I have been blessed beyond measure since that day. Is my life perfect? Far from it!
I have three teenagers, after all, and an unemployed husband. Yet, I am blessed. I have made the choice to accept the hand, to
lay down my burdens, and to focus on the One who saved me.
Perhaps, it is time that you do the same.