Last week was difficult, I’m not gonna lie.
The perfect blend of emotional soup. Moments of pure elation followed by waves of fear and sadness. Like your favorite football team just took the lead on a 50 yard field goal only to lose it 53 seconds later as time expired ending their season (wait, that really happened didn’t it?).
Here’s a little recap and a few thoughts (if you’re interested):
My 5 year old son, Austin, gets a miraculous medical report. Born with optic nerve hypoplasia, doctor’s originally warned of potential blindness or even brain development issues. Thursday’s doctor visit confirmed the continued positive progression we’ve been seeing in his recent visual development. Both eyes have slowly corrected to 30/20, what our ophthalmologist terms “normal” visual range for his age. We celebrated the answer to years of prayer.
(He’s keeping the glasses though. They’re just too stylish).
My wife, driving our daughter to her evening basketball practice, loses control of the car on an unsalted stretch of icy road. The front end of our little Chevy Cobalt is torn off by a swerving pickup truck, her driver side door t-boned by a 15 passenger van. Thankfully, extreme bruising and a few terrifying dreams seem to be the only residual damage (Well, besides ol’ orange. She’s driven her last mile). A few inches either way and I could easily be typing this as a single father of two.
My brother and sister in-law move to Houston, and an early morning breakfast goodbye turned a bit more emotional than we had originally planned. We celebrate their new adventure, but already feel the painful sting of their absence. My daughter’s tears did me in, although after the previous days accident I was just grateful she was there to shed them.
So as Saturday drew to a (Colts-losing) close, this triple cocktail of human emotions had us ready to curl up under a warm blanket and hide from the world. God seemed to be so evident on Thursday. What happened?
I think there’s an unfortunate tendency to miss God in the pain of life. To think His nature is only expressed through our happily ever afters. The easily explained. The comfortable. The positive doctor’s reports.
And I think that cheapens God. Turns Him into a servant of us.
God never promised life would be without pain. Easy to explain. That your favorite team would always be ahead when the final buzzer sounds.
But He did promise He’d always be with us. That He would never leave us or forsake us. That He would be near to the brokenhearted.
So I’m learning to see Him everywhere. In medical healings, ugly car crashes, and sad goodbyes.
Yep, there He is.