Millpond Ink Musing
Already Taken The Hits
I must admit that I have had some troubling times the past year; not that I am alone in that regard. We all face our times of trials, and based on the stories I hear and read, mine are nothing.
Still, this morning, I explained to my wife how the grace of God brought me low, and now I have peace. My life has always been as if my heart, mind and soul existed within a darkly colored glass container, and the container was violently shaken. Didn’t take much to shake that container: inner fears… worries… anxieties, coupled with what is (or not happening) in my world, increasing physical issues…
Yes, there are many fingers on those hands that shake my bodily container – rattling my heart, mind and soul. But then – several weeks ago – the shaking stopped. It was difficult to get used to the peace. I wondered if I was all there… you know… heart, mind, soul. I’ve always lived with the rattling, and while I have briefly known the peace of God in the past, I always experienced some quivering. Thus, I couldn’t fathom knowing or expecting a perfect rest until I am with my Father in heaven.
Nevertheless, here I am – at perfect rest. For how long? I don’t know, but I do know this much: The glass container is less dark, and I can readily see another hand that is present… a much larger hand that covers me and draws me close. As for the fingers and hands that railed on me just a month or so ago? The greater hand… the hand that embraces and keeps me now… has already taken the hits.
Thank you Jesus.
