A few weeks ago, I was in the car with some friends and we were discussing "life". One of them said "man, I sure am glad my life is easy!" I knew what she meant...easy means having a loving husband, great job, healthy kids, beautiful home...and the list could go on and on. Who doesn't want that. But that comment left me pondering two things in my heart for weeks...should we desire an "easy life"? and does God really work in the "easy"?
Clearly, life hasn't been easy for the Jackson's over the past few years. Actually, its been pretty catastrophic. To be completely honest, it has been difficult to return to church, difficult to pray, and especially difficult to read my Bible. What has been interesting is that during this time when I have been distant to the tangible aspects of my faith, I have found myself thinking, and perhaps growing, more than I ever have in the past. And it makes me wonder how much of my life was spent, as Matthew West sings, going through "The Motions".
It was 6 months ago today that we said goodbye to Cameron. I feel like David sometimes who writes in Psalm 6 "I am worn out by sobbing. Every night I make my bed swim; I dissolve my couch with my tears." The tears come so easy. My mind is always on the one I miss so painfully and the only One who can help me get through another day...trusting that in this time of uneasiness, God's doing something miraculous.
"Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing."
