I knew there was only one way off that mountain, and it was 6 miles of hiking through treacherous terrain. So, I did what I had to do, I just kept walking, and I prayed–I prayed like someone who has come to the end of themselves and knows that they won’t be able to make it on just their own abilities. I pleaded with God, “Lord, please help me make it down this mountain!”
Life very rarely goes as planned, but it is in those unforeseen hardships that we find God and we find out who He wants us to be. In those moments when we feel that we are the most unusable, that is exactly the moment when God chooses to use us.
This year has been one of those years where I have visited the funeral home far too many times and the newborn nursery not nearly enough. Listening to all of these eulogies got me to thinking, what do I want to be remembered for when I am gone? What do I want to leave behind? Words are the most powerful weapon any of us have. The words we speak to others, the words we speak to ourselves, have a long-lasting impact that will persist long after any physical injustices have healed. May our words leave this place a little better than we found it. May our words lead others back to the Light of the World.
In Job 2, we are introduced to a righteous man who has just lost everything, yet he still remains faithful to God. It is not until chapter 42 that his health and wealth are restored. Most of us are living a story much like Job, although maybe not quite to the same extreme–just trying to make it through from Job 2 to 42.