Sunday, November 22, 2009

Have you ever wondered why certain things come in your Christian walk with the Lord? I'm sure we have said to ourselves and maybe to someone else, "I just don't understand." This last year I have wondered why? Why did so many things come at one time? Then I felt I was not trusting God to know what was best for my life. He is over all things and He has a purpose. When I lost my Aunt I knew she was with the Lord. I knew her suffeings were over. As I watch my own Mother suffer and finally put in a nursing home I knew it was best for her. She had suffered so much that several of us were praying the Lord would take her home. We did not want to see her suffer anymore. July 9th The Lord called her Home. Was it easy? No! The Lord is giving Grace. We don't understand God's ways ~ but like the scripture~
"The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me." My sister-in-law lay in a hospital bed from July 12 - September 22. Why she had to go so young, none of us knew why. But the Lord knew. Mom, my Aunt and my Sister- in-law are all missed but we know where they are. While they are gone from sight the Lord is still working on us.
Refining us and getting us ready for what may be in the future. We may never understand here on earth, but we can trust the One who knows all.
We need to remember "The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me."
I read this below but could not find who wrote it. Just thought it was appropiate. I set beside a tiny crib and watched a baby die, and the parents slowly turned to me and said, “Preacher, tell us why?” And I walked away from the nursery where still born babies lie, and a mother stretches out her empty arms and says, “Preacher, oh preacher, tell me why?” I saw a young girl’s burning tears and heard her lonely cry, as she held an unused wedding gown and said, “Preacher, oh preacher, tell me why?” I heard the cancer patient say, “Tis gain for me to die.” Then I looked at her husband crying and whispered to myself, “I wonder why?” I’ve seen a father take his life and the widow stands near by, and the little children say, “Mom, we’ll ask the preacher and he’ll tell us why?” I’ve seen a mother stand beside a little grave and cry, and though she never let me know I knew she wondered why. I’ve heard an orphan family faintly say as they gazed up in the sky, “Though mom and dad have gone away, I think the preacher will tell us why?” So I tip-toed to my Father’s throne, so timid and so shy, to say, “Dear God, some of your own, their wanting to know why?” Then I heard him say so tenderly, “Their eyes I will gladly dry, but they must look through faith today, tomorrow, tomorrow they will know why. If now they find the reasons why their hopes have gone awry, in heaven they’ll miss the joy of hearing me tell them why.” And so I find it pleases him, whenever I can testify, I’ll trust my God to do my best and wait and then he’ll tell me why.

5 comments:

Deborah said...

"I’ll trust my God to do my best and wait and then HE'LL tell me why."
Amen!

RCUBEs said...

There will always be a lot of "why's" but in His perfect time, everything will be revealed. It's not easy but to remain trusting in Him is the only way to go. There is no other way. God bless and Happy Thanksgiving.

Debra said...

So sorry about the loss of your loved ones. I've had to remind myself in recent days "our loss is heaven's gain". Blessings

Karla @ Ramblin' Roads said...

Thank you for the birthday greeting. I do have the poem about Stephanie and me that Billy Hoof wrote for our first birthdays. It's in my scrapbook. If there was another poem, I didn't know about it.

Cathy said...

A sweet story about "Why." You really have been through a lot. That is my WFW picture, isn't it. I'm glad it blessed you.