I mentioned last week that I like to listen to my local Christian radio station on the way to work in the mornings. My commute is only about 15 minutes, so I don't get to hear much, but it always tends to start my day off right. You know how morning radio shows are: very little music, lots of jaw-flapping. But, last week, I caught the song "Blessings" by Laura Story. This is one of those songs that I had heard come on the radio many, many times before, but I had never actually taken the time to think about the lyrics and the meaning behind them. In case you haven't heard this song before, I highly encourage you to check it out here:
The chorus is really what makes me pause...
Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
In this past few years, I feel like I've grown up a lot. I've seen people ache and hurt in very real ways. I've experienced loss myself. I've watched friends bury their parents and spouses. All of these collective situations have caused my protective "life bubble" to be popped. I no longer live in the world that I did as a kid, where nothing bad could ever happen.
I was asked once by a close friend why she had to experience such terrible things in her childhood, while her friends seemed untouched. This was shortly after she accepted salvation, and she was looking for answers. I didn't have any.
What I've come to realize since that time is that God has purpose. He always has purpose. That doesn't necessarily make everything "fair," but we were never promised fair. What we were promised is that:
In all things, God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called
according to His purpose.
In the past year, I have seen beautiful, life-affirming things take place out of very dire circumstances. I have seen God's promise of faithfulness come to fruition in many lives. I have seen this "good" that God has promised us. And, it's a reminder that sometimes it takes being drug through the mud to see greater things that lie ahead.
Sometimes it's tragic life events. Sometimes God is simply distant and aloof. Sometimes it is relationship complications. No matter the trial, in the end, He is always faithful.