I wish I could see everything. I want to see the end of the road. I want to know what's going on. If only I could see answers to my prayers. But we are called to walk by faith and not by sight. What does that mean?
Sometimes this FAITH stuff is hard and heavy.
The Bible says that "we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places." Eph 6:12
But when your troubles always seem to come through one person, this is hard to believe.
If "so-and-so" was out of my life, then it would all be so much easier. We see this person. We see his actions and hear his words. Surely, he (or she) is the enemy - the in-laws, the neighbor, the boss, even 'the government'...But no, God says that the real fight is not against a person - not against 'flesh and blood.'
Will I believe?
I take a big sigh, settle down in my chair, shoulders slumped. Am I not acting like a child?
A disobedient child? A rebellious child?
I can't see over the edge and my Father says, "Don't go there, trust me." "But I wanna see! I wanna see!" I stomp my foot and glare at my Father. "Let me see!" I demand.
A wayward and prideful child?
"I see it! I see the problem! Just put some more air in the tire and we can keep going." But my Father can see that there is a tiny hole in the tire and that no matter how often I fill it with air, the tire will always flatten. I continue to pump the air in and try to make it on my own...confident in the solutions I come up with.
George MacDonald says "A man's real belief is that which he lives by." The Bible says, "Faith, without works, is dead."
Do I believe in what my Lord tells me? Will I trust Him? If I trust Him, then I should demonstrate it by how I live...right?
But there is a battle. The LIES. The INJUSTICE. The AUDACITY. Do you know what he did? Do you know what he said?
"Faith without works is dead."
I pray for him. I give him something to eat when he is hungry. I give him something to drink when he is thirsty. I forgive. I forgive. I put my trust in God and remember that my fight is not against flesh and blood. The Lord sustains me. I walk by faith, not by sight. Who am I anyway? Just another sinner, just like him.
I have a Redeemer and my redeemer lives. He walks with me and talks with me along life's narrow way. Wherever I am, He is with me and He never leaves me...never.
I take a big sigh and settle down in my chair - Only this time I am at Peace. There is rest for my soul. I can't see, but He does.