This Journey

This journey has led me to places I could not fathom going. It has also lead me to knowing and trusting God in a way I could not imagine~ pondering just who God is and why He does what He does; looking at scripture with a whole different meaning; loving the promises with a whole different depth; counting on God to really do what He says He will do, in His time.

God has taken me to a different height and asked if I still trust Him.

Do I really believe that He is leading me by the hand as we walk it together?

Am I willing to let go?

Can I trust Him and let Him be God with His plans for my life and not my own?

By His grace I will keep looking up and keep saying yes Lord, your will be done, not mine. Take me where you please because your ways are not my ways and your plans are not my plans. Yours are better, and I surrender all to you.

Just for the record~ that's not me in the pictures. It's my brave daughter, Alexis. I am still too chicken to walk the high ropes..... maybe this year I'll try them just to trust God in doing it. The louder you scream the funner it is, right?

Looking back through emails I found the following article that Traci had sent just days after Trent's accident. They were encouraging words that I wanted to share. The original post was from Justin Taylor's blog from the Gospel Coalition, the link is here. It only makes me praise my God, yet again, for waking us up and for using us for His glory.

Why Me? Why This? Why Now? Why?

Don’t rush through this. It is worth reading slowly and repeatedly, for in it there is deep and profound wisdom.

So often the initial reaction to painful suffering is Why me? Why this? Why now? Why? . . .
[God] comes for you, in the flesh, in Christ, into suffering, on your behalf. He does not offer advice and perspective from afar; he steps into your significant suffering. He will see you through, and work with you the whole way. He will carry you even in extremis. This reality changes the questions that rise up from your heart. That inward-turning “why me?” quiets down, lifts its eyes, and begins to look around.You turn outward and new, wonderful questions form.

Why you?
Why you?
Why would you enter this world of evils?
Why would you go through loss, weakness, hardship, sorrow, and death?
Why would you do this for me, of all people?

But you did.
You did this for the joy set before you.
You did this for love.
You did this showing the glory of God in the face of Christ.

As that deeper question sinks home, you become joyously sane. The universe is no longer supremely about you. Yet you are not irrelevant. God’s story makes you just the right size. Everything counts, but the scale changes to something that makes much more sense. You face hard things. But you have already received something better which can never be taken away. And that better something will continue to work out the whole journey long.

The question generates a heartfelt response:
Bless the Lord, O my soul, and do not forget any of his benefits, who pardons all your iniquities and heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit, who crowns you with lovingkindness and compassion, who satisfies your years with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle.

Thank you, my Father. You are able to give true voice to a thank you amid all that is truly wrong, both the sins and the sufferings that now have come under lovingkindness.
Finally, you are prepared to pose—and to mean—almost unimaginable questions:

Why not me?
Why not this?
Why not now?

If in some way, my faith might serve as a three-watt night-light in a very dark world, why not me?
If my suffering shows forth the Savior of the world, why not me?
If I have the privilege of filling up the sufferings of Christ?
If he sanctifies to me my deepest distress?
If I fear no evil?
If he bears me in his arms?

If my weakness demonstrates the power of God to save us from all that is wrong?
If my honest struggle shows other strugglers how to land on their feet?
If my life becomes a source of hope for others?
Why not me?

Of course, you don’t want to suffer, but you’ve become willing: “If it is possible, let this cup pass from me; yet not as I will, but as you will.”

Like him, your loud cries and tears will in fact be heard by the one who saves from death.
Like him, you will learn obedience through what you suffer.
Like him, you will sympathize with the weaknesses of others.
Like him, you will deal gently with the ignorant and wayward.
Like him, you will display faith to a faithless world, hope to a hopeless world, love to a loveless world, life to a dying world.

If all that God promises only comes true, then why not me?

—David Powlison, “God’s Grace and Your Sufferings,” in Suffering and the Sovereignty of God (pp. 172-173).

Our youth pastor asked permission to send Trent's story to the same blog,the link is here.