Tuesday, January 23 2018
It SO does not make sense.
It seems SO unfair, SO unjust.
That day, she just wanted to cross that street in order to do some errands with her husband and with her 4-year-old grand-daughter.
It wasn't a street she crossed everyday. It was actually rather far from her house. But for the shopping she needed to do that day, she had to cross that particular street.
How could she possibly have known, or suspected, or been prepared for what was going to happen that particular day?
How could she have avoided, on that day, on that street, at the very moment that she was going to cross, the passing of a high-cylinder motorcycle at top speed?
She didn't know. She didn't suspect. She wasn't prepared.
And so that day, as she normally did everyday, she stepped out onto the road to cross. And she was hit by the motorcyclist. And she flew into the air. And she banged her head hard as she landed back on the pavement.
She was rushed to the hospital. Treated well for her injuries. But she went into a coma.
And despite all the medical efforts to help her, despite CAT scan after CAT scan to check if she was getting better, her head never recovered from the blow.
And yesterday she died. She was only 66 years old.
She was a wonderful lady. A committed Christian. Together with her husband, the pastors of a faithful church in a neighboring city. A good woman who loved and served her family and friends and congregation well.
It's so sad. So very very sad. A life-light blown out seemingly before its time.
It seems so senseless. Killed by a careless and law-defying motorcyclist, whose only comment about driving too fast and losing control of his motocycle was that in order to avoid mowing down the little girl he had to hit the woman.
And it seems so unfair. A life of love for God and service to others ending in a coma and brain-death?
What "good" could there possibly be in such a seemingly pointless and untimely dying?
I have thought it through over and over again in my mind. Trying to find at least one small shred of reason and purpose in her dying so soon and in this way.
But my small mind and my oh-so-limited understanding just can't fit any of the pieces together. It just wonders and questions.
And my heart and soul weep.
And my spirit cries out.
And then, from somewhere in the depths of my inner being, l hear God whisper to me:
TRUST ME. T-R-U-S-T: Take Refuge Under Saving Tenderness.
“Take”: because I am offering something to you, something precious.
“Refuge”: because what I am offering to you is the shelter and the sanctuary of My presence.
“Under”: because only under My wings, like a mother hen with her chicks gathered beneath her, will you find security and peace.
“Saving”: because that is My intention towards you, to deliver you, to heal you, to restore you.
“Tenderness”: because My compassion and mercy towards you are ever loving and ever kind.
So, TRUST ME. In these moments of utter confusion and deep loss and pain, trust My saving tenderness to be your all-sufficient refuge.
Choose to live and walk, not by what you can see with your physical eyes, but by faith in your spirit in Me (2 Corinthians 5:7) - believing that I always do all things well, as I have promised (Romans 8:28).
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding." (Proverbs 3:5) You see, your own understanding right now, with your limited vision and knowledge of all things, is not strong enough for you to lean on – no matter how hard you try, your own reasoning will crumble from the weight of your grasping conjectures. So your only option is to trust Me with all your heart.
Believe that, even in this apparent tragedy, My love and wisdom still reign supreme.
Believe, not because you understand the sense and meaning and ultimate purpose of it all.
Believe, because you know Whom you have believed, and because you are convinced that I am able to guard what you have entrusted to Me until the final day. (2 Timothy 1:12)
Believe in Me, and My eternal love for you and your loved ones.
Believe in Me, “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.” (Jeremiah 29:11) It may not look or sound or feel like those words are true right now – but be strong and courageous, do not give up, and one day you will live the faithfulness of those words!
Today is the funeral. Today is the final earthly “goodbye” for the woman of God whose life ended because of another’s carelessness. Today, and in the days to come, hearts will be heavy, eyes will be filled with tears, spirits will grieve, and minds will continue to question.
But today is also the day of many to come, to rise up and T-R-U-S-T: to Take Refuge Under Saving Tenderness.
And to discover that that Refuge Taken truly is a Saving Tenderness!
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