“Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own (Matthew 6:34).
Have you ever noticed how far and how fast worry can take you down the path of despair? There’s nothing like imaging tragic calamities to rob whatever joy you may otherwise be experiencing. The devil always strikes at the time when distracting me from God’s truth stands to weaken my faith if left unchecked. It happened this morning in church when I was feeling a bit lonely, and vulnerable.
Jon works a rotating shift which often prevents him from attending service with me. Many Sundays I am unaffected by worshiping without my husband beside me, but this was not one of them. No sooner had the singing begun when my mind spiraled with thoughts of doom. “What will I do if something happens to Jon? How will I manage life as a widow? Is this a vision of more lonely church services to come?”
Taking inventory, I knew what prompted these fears of dread. Some were founded in the reality of close friends who have recently lost their spouse through death or divorce. Such catastrophes often lead to quiet introspection and empathy whenever I try to place my own feet in the shoes being worn by another. That is not a bad thing as it can make me more compassionate toward their suffering. After all, it could be my grief today instead of theirs. But I was also aware Satan was attacking me. Worry is his tactic, not God’s.
Presently Jon and I are healthy and so is our marriage. It’s only God’s grace that keeps us from facing a heartbreaking trial, and we don’t know when one will come. I am not a worrier by nature. This does not mean I never think about death of a loved one, serious illness or job loss. I have lived through all of these. But to devote energy to something that is not happening now is not only a waste of time, it’s sinful. Worry does not improve life. It only serves to stifle creativity, and hope, and to drown out God’s voice when we most need to hear Him.
Worry shows a lack of trust in the Lord’s provision and fosters doubt in His authority over my life. When I’m fretting over problems (real or imagined) my mind is focused on my own limited capacity to “handle” the situation. No wonder I’m frightened! If I am “fixed” on God’s immeasurable power I will see earthly hardships are meant for my Christ-like character development. I am a conqueror in the power of the Holy Spirit. Nothing is beyond God’s reach to heal and restore.
Many times Jon and I talk about what life would be like solo. If God takes me first Jon says he would spend the insurance money on therapy because he’d be so heartbroken. Should the reverse scenario occur, I’d spend the money on contract services whenever something broke. Jon is very handy—he can fix anything! I am mechanically challenged to say the least.
Truth be told, I would grieve terribly if Jon goes before me. I am crazy about my husband, and we’ve only had eight years together. When you marry later in life you realize how precious your time is. Would I be scared, lonely, and anxious if I were a widow? Yes, I would. But praise God I do not have to remain stuck in those thoughts and emotions! I can choose to meditate on God’s Word and let Him comfort my troubled soul, and bring helpers into my life. He can do that for you, too.
Peace through an intimate relationship with Christ squelches worry. Death will come to all, but it holds no victory. Jesus conquered it, so we have nothing to fear! I don’t know when He will call us home to be with Him. Until that day I am going to enjoy the blessing of my beloved husband, and my trusted Savior who brought us together. What will you choose? Worry or joy? Satan’s lies or Christ’s truth? “Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own (Matthew 6:34).
Your fellow sojourner,
Mary
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Streets of Marble; Streets of Gold
“The great street of the city was of pure gold, like transparent glass” (Revelations 21:21).
Have you ever wondered what heaven will be like? The Bible tells us the streets will be paved with pure gold. The closest I’ve come to gold was walking streets of marble in Verona, Italy. Jon and spent 10 glorious days touring many regions of that wonderful country, and found ourselves in the opulent city of Verona while en route to Venice. All its richness made me realize earth is beautiful, but nothing compared to what God has planned for those who love His Son!
The most spiritual experiences Jon and I had in Italy were often found outside of the churches we toured. In the sacred ruins God spoke to us of people who lived long ago, and whose lives were altered by sudden tragedy. How do you explain how much more we were deeply moved by the Roman Colosseum versus the Vatican and St. Peter’s Basilica? Naturally, we admired the Vatican museum and Sistine Chapel for the magnificent structures they were. But with so many people shuffling through beside us it did not lend itself to quiet contemplation. In the Colosseum we reflected on all those who lost their lives there, many for their Christian faith.
Pompeii had the same sobering effect on us. The eruption of Mount Vesuvius on August 24 in 79 AD buried the city under 60 feet of volcanic ash by August 25. We were visiting it on August 25, 2010 and while we marveled at the engineering genius of the former residence of Pompeii, their preserved plaster bodies were a reminder that life can change very quickly. The people had ample warning to leave the area, but elected to stay because they did not understand the danger at hand. They believed the dark rain was a sign that the many gods they worshiped were with angry with them, so few fled Pompeii. Instead, they slowly and painfully perished and disappeared from view for over a thousand years.
Are people no different today than they were in Pompeii? Doesn’t God send many warnings that we are in danger of being cut off from Him forever apart from a relationship with Jesus? I shudder to think how long I ignored His message, but praise God He did not give up pursuing me until I responded to His invitation to fellowship with Him! Peace, joy and comfort are yours when you give your heart to Christ. You’ll never have to fear His abandonment in this world, or in eternity, when you’re sealed with the blood of His sacrifice for your sins. Heaven is secured when you believe in Jesus as your Lord and Savior, and give Him your life.
Our Roman holiday was very special. The adventures we shared, and the new friends we met, will always cheer our souls when we reflect on those magical summer days. The places we visited are etched in our memory to draw upon at will: Capri’s rugged island landscape, Rome’s glorious fountains and ancient ruins, Venice’s romantic gondola ride, Assisi’s spectacular hillside decorated with olive streets illuminated under a full moon, Florence’s stunning artwork and statue of David, Lake Como’s deep blue water and view of the Alps, and Verona’s impressive marble streets that showcased the city’s wealth.
These were only a few of our experiences. With all the treasures we saw, I still couldn’t help but exclaim as I walked on Verona’s marble streets, “This is nice but it’s only a warm up for heaven’s streets of gold!” Our Father has great riches to lavish on His flock. Is He your Shepherd? I pray you are one of His sheep. Hope to walk beside you one day in the kingdom of God! It’ll be much better than Verona. “The great street of the city was of pure gold, like transparent glass” (Revelations 21:21).
Your fellow sojourner,
Mary
Have you ever wondered what heaven will be like? The Bible tells us the streets will be paved with pure gold. The closest I’ve come to gold was walking streets of marble in Verona, Italy. Jon and spent 10 glorious days touring many regions of that wonderful country, and found ourselves in the opulent city of Verona while en route to Venice. All its richness made me realize earth is beautiful, but nothing compared to what God has planned for those who love His Son!
The most spiritual experiences Jon and I had in Italy were often found outside of the churches we toured. In the sacred ruins God spoke to us of people who lived long ago, and whose lives were altered by sudden tragedy. How do you explain how much more we were deeply moved by the Roman Colosseum versus the Vatican and St. Peter’s Basilica? Naturally, we admired the Vatican museum and Sistine Chapel for the magnificent structures they were. But with so many people shuffling through beside us it did not lend itself to quiet contemplation. In the Colosseum we reflected on all those who lost their lives there, many for their Christian faith.
Pompeii had the same sobering effect on us. The eruption of Mount Vesuvius on August 24 in 79 AD buried the city under 60 feet of volcanic ash by August 25. We were visiting it on August 25, 2010 and while we marveled at the engineering genius of the former residence of Pompeii, their preserved plaster bodies were a reminder that life can change very quickly. The people had ample warning to leave the area, but elected to stay because they did not understand the danger at hand. They believed the dark rain was a sign that the many gods they worshiped were with angry with them, so few fled Pompeii. Instead, they slowly and painfully perished and disappeared from view for over a thousand years.
Are people no different today than they were in Pompeii? Doesn’t God send many warnings that we are in danger of being cut off from Him forever apart from a relationship with Jesus? I shudder to think how long I ignored His message, but praise God He did not give up pursuing me until I responded to His invitation to fellowship with Him! Peace, joy and comfort are yours when you give your heart to Christ. You’ll never have to fear His abandonment in this world, or in eternity, when you’re sealed with the blood of His sacrifice for your sins. Heaven is secured when you believe in Jesus as your Lord and Savior, and give Him your life.
Our Roman holiday was very special. The adventures we shared, and the new friends we met, will always cheer our souls when we reflect on those magical summer days. The places we visited are etched in our memory to draw upon at will: Capri’s rugged island landscape, Rome’s glorious fountains and ancient ruins, Venice’s romantic gondola ride, Assisi’s spectacular hillside decorated with olive streets illuminated under a full moon, Florence’s stunning artwork and statue of David, Lake Como’s deep blue water and view of the Alps, and Verona’s impressive marble streets that showcased the city’s wealth.
These were only a few of our experiences. With all the treasures we saw, I still couldn’t help but exclaim as I walked on Verona’s marble streets, “This is nice but it’s only a warm up for heaven’s streets of gold!” Our Father has great riches to lavish on His flock. Is He your Shepherd? I pray you are one of His sheep. Hope to walk beside you one day in the kingdom of God! It’ll be much better than Verona. “The great street of the city was of pure gold, like transparent glass” (Revelations 21:21).
Your fellow sojourner,
Mary
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