May 24, 2009

Don't sweat the big stuff

Have you ever despaired of your situation so much that you groan and plead in your prayers to God? HELP ME LORD! Or, like the disciples in the boat with Jesus, the storm raging around them, "WAKE UP, JESUS!"


So our very first home has finally sold. We went to the house the day before it closed with a tall two by four. On the board we recorded the children's measurements from the markings made on their bedroom wall over the years. We feel a little sad, a little loss, a little regret. It has been a real roller coaster ride. Mr. Santos did everything he could to keep from selling that house. In the end, unemployment and the banks made the decision for us. There is always something to be grateful for. The Santos Times are officially debt free. We have no mortgage, no car payments, no credit cards to pay back, no hospital bills looming. DEBT FREE!

The Lord is so GOOD! He is in control. The more we go through the valleys and peaks of life, the more I see this, and it fills me with such a peaceful confidence. I sing that song:

God is my refuge and God is my strength
A very present help in trouble. (repeat)
Therefore I
will not fear
Though the earth
shall be removed
And though the mountains
be carried into the midst of the sea.

Do we really believe God is in control and whatever happens in life, He will only do what is best for us? If so, being obedient to him is really the only true struggle.

After Joseph was sold into slavery and suffered all the injustices he said But as for you, you meant evil against me; [but] God meant it for good, (Gen 50:20)

When the Israelites came up against impossible situations - the Red Sea, the walls of Jericho, the Midianites and Amalekites - didn't God show himself mighty and faithful? When the sick, the blind and deaf, the hungry - even the demon possessed presented their needs to Jesus, didn't He show himself mighty and faithul?

Why do we stress out at all?

I wish I could say I never stress out. Looking back on the week before closing, Luis and I were in constant communication with lawyers, negotiators, real estate agents, escrow and title. It was SO stressful and tense. The language in the documents had to be just right. Certain documents had to be signed, but not all parties wanted to sign them. Everyone wanted a piece of something and we all had to agree. The tension made my stomach tighten and Mr. Santos and I were snappy with each other - even mean. Sin. And what brought on our sin? Unbelief. Worry.

It didn't have to be that way. We could have just rested in the Lord. We were like the disciples caught with Jesus in the storm. How silly of them to despair when Jesus was right there with them. He had just fed the five thousand and done miracle after miracle - but that storm seemed bigger than anything they had seen yet. Surely this was too big for Jesus, besides He wasn't doing what he should have been doing - WAKE UP JESUS!


It is good for me that I have been afflicted; that I might learn thy statutes. Psalm 199:71

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose...What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us? Romans 8:28

We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair, persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed; always bearing about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our body. 2Cor 4:8-10

Well, the Lord is faithful. I'm sure that The Santos Times will have more opportunity - most likely today - to obey even in difficult times - to believe. Isn't that what obedience is? - practicing our faith?


  1. With so much going on you still manage to write a blog that is encouraging to the rest of us. Thank you. I love you, happy Memorial Day. I told grandpa hi for you at his grave today.

  2. Thanks. You know, in all these years I have never visited grandpa's grave - since his funeral.

  3. I go on memorial and veterans day to put a flag on his grave each year.

    Auntie Nina's headstone was there. I miss her.


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