Scripture-Prayers as We Approach the Anniversary

When February began I found myself really wanting time to slow down.  It felt like someone much stronger than me was pushing me forward, but I was trying to resist it with all my might.

February means March is right around the corner.

So I'd like to offer some more scripture-prayers that I'd love for you to pray with us, covering us now and for what's to come.

Thank you again for all your love and support.

• But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." (2 Corinthians 12:9).  Thank You for Your all-sufficient grace, and that in my weakness, You are my strength.

• Thank You that we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin. Help us then with confidence to draw near to the throne of grace, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need (Hebrews 4:15-16).  We are in such great need, and our high priest is intimately aware of our situation and how we feel.  Thank You for helping us, and not abandoning us in our pain.

• Father, help me to fear not, remind me that you are with me; help me to not be dismayed, because you are my God; thank you for your promise to strengthen me, to help me, to uphold me with your righteous right hand. (Isaiah 41:10)

• Thank You that Your divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence (2 Peter 1:3).  Lord help me to know You more intimately and remind me that You have already given me all I need, today, to experience the true life that You offer.

• For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; ... a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; (Ecclesiastes 3:1-2, 4).  Thank You for ruling over every season.  Help me to remember that You are not just loving, but You are love, and that Your timing is perfect.  Thank You that, through knowing Christ, death is not forever, weeping can turn to laughing, and mourning can turn to dancing.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

The Shouts of God

"The abundance of God's revelation is usually accompanied by a thorn in the flesh

 (2 Corinthians 12:7)."

C.H. Spurgeon, Beside Still Waters

"We can ignore even pleasure. But pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world."

C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain 

In April, a friend recommended that I subscribe to daily emails from a ministry called GriefShare. These emails have been such a huge encouragement - speaking truths, sometimes very hard truths, at just the right time. For more information about this ministry, or to subscribe to the emails, visit www.GriefShare.org.

This is a piece of the message, from Day 284, that I had in my inbox today:

When logic doesn’t seem to apply and being in control is not an option, you are left feeling vulnerable. This is the point at which you are ready to learn.  Recognize the need to learn more about God in order to live. 

“He learned obedience from what he suffered” (Hebrews 5:8). 

Father God, I am ready to listen and learn from You. Help me to be still before You in worshipful silence. Amen.

This is so true. In grief, the Lord has revealed Himself to me like never before. Like the C.S. Lewis  quote, it's like He is shouting.  Shouting truths I thought I understood, but really didn't. Truths like - He loves me; He is good and He does good; Christ is the true Solid Rock.  

Before this season I probably had a less-than-basic, surface-level understanding. And please don't think I've mastered these truths now. I never will. But I can go deeper into them. That's where He's leading me.  Deeper into His truths. Deeper into Him. 

It's scary and uncomfortable sometimes.  I don't like being reminded of how not in control I am.  It's sobering too. Our days are numbered - each and every one of us.  But I find those same truths to also be very relieving and comforting.  It's good that I'm not in control, because I would be a pretty terrible Ruler of All Things. 

I've already posted lots of things that He is teaching me. But after reflecting on 2013 when the New Year hit, I realize there are so many more.  Here's a list of some of the things I'm learning from His shouting. I hope to expound upon each one in its own post: 

• He is God of the change in seasons
• Grief is like a sickness and He is the ultimate Healer, Restorer
• He is in charge of more things than I will ever be able to comprehend
• He created us whole - mind, body and spirit; each area affects the other
• His word is infinitely powerful, He desires it to sanctify us through and through

Seasonal Lessons

Chase passed away 6 days before Good Friday, 8 days before Easter - Resurrection Sunday.  John Piper sent Ted a Tweet soon after that included the phrase "Oh, what a season to lose a son."  We had no choice but to have the reality of the season weigh on us.

Before time began God had Good Friday in view.  He planned, before He spoke one piece of creation into being, to sacrifice His only Son, so that a broken people might have fellowship with Him, a holy and perfect and righteous God.  He was willing to have the Son leave His Heavenly home and put on flesh, to walk the Earth as a man for decades.  More than that, He willingly sacrificed His Son - sentencing Him to a death that He didn't deserve.  Sentencing Him to die for a people that hated Him.

I would never do that.  Ever.

As the pain of our loss set in, the magnitude of what God had done kept getting clearer and clearer.  It made me more thankful for the gospel than ever before.  While I was still an enemy of God, out of His great love, God sent the Son to die for me.  He was intimately aware of what it felt like to lose a son - and He endured it all, willingly.  I'll never be able to fully articulate every aspect of what God the Father endured due to the sacrifice of the Son, but I know that it displays a depth of love that is too great to fully comprehend.

And it's through that love that everything I endure is filtered through.  Nothing happens to me that contradicts His love.  That truth doesn't always fully make sense to me, but I lean on it anyway - because it is true.

And now, here we are in the Advent season, celebrating the first coming of Christ as a baby, and looking forward to the second coming of Christ as King.  And again, lessons are heightened because of the season.

As I walk through my church's Advent guide, I'm encouraged to enter back into the anticipation of the Israelites.  A people in darkness had been promised, for centuries, that a light would come into the world, a Savior.  It hasn't been hard to enter into that as we awaited the arrival of our baby.

In the midst of our own season of grief and darkness, very early into it, God placed life in my womb.  He gave us a very tangible hope.  And though this baby was not a promised Messiah that would bring hope to the nations, this baby, a boy, has brought hope and light to our family.

The greatness of the gospel just continues to be revealed to me.  I'll never scale the full heights and depths of the gospel, but it feels like I'm going higher and deeper into it than ever before.  And I pray that others would join me.

So my seasonal lessons are brought full circle.  I was reminded that Good Friday is the reason for Christmas.  Thirty-three years after Mary birthed Christ and laid Him in that manger, she'd witness His brutal, torturous death.

She birthed Him for that horrific day - a day that would mean good news for the world.

Christ was born to die.

Wow.
Amazing.
Grace.