God is good. All the time God is good.
This has been quite the week. LOTS of ups and downs this week.
And yet…. God is good.
Here it is Friday night and I have not written anything here. So much for following the rules of blogging.
1. Produce good content.
2. Publish regularly so that your readers can expect to hear from you on a certain day of the week.
Or do whatever you can cuz well… Life happens.
Life is so fragile.
Last night, my friends, Hubby and I said our good byes to a friend who lived a good, full life. But was taken out too soon by that insidious beast, cancer.
Currently, my Dad who had been doing so well with his former doctor, is in the hospital dealing with several health issues all at once. We are not entirely sure what exactly is going on, so we just pray. They are running some tests. We cannot go visit him, haven’t been all week because one of the current issues is highly contagious at this stage.
That is hard. Very hard- especially on my mom.
I am finally acknowledging and dealing with some chronic pain issues that have been pestering me for years. Arthritis, bone spurs and degenerative discs along with a few other bonus items just for fun.
This too shall pass.
We have had doctor visits, dental visits and chiropractor visits this week. We got together with friends, one of whom had never experienced the fun that is, apparently, my house. I hear, my house is the Best. House. Ever. (From some young friends who know these sorts of things.)
We had music lessons, schooling, and sports this week.
And we had joy. Real joy. Joy as we celebrated a life well lived, but taken away much too soon.
Joy in the midst of trials, my friend talked about as she addressed the hundreds of friends and relatives that stayed for the service to celebrate the life of her husband. She had taught a group of women at Christmas, her and her husband, about joy in the midst of suffering.
I and many others thought, “How can this be? Here you are in the midst of the battle, dealing with so much, and you are telling us to have joy? Here? Now? During this time in your life?”
Yes. Pure and truly, she and her husband knew joy well through the midst of their trials. And even now. That was the most joyful, tearful, sad, happy, fun celebration of life I had ever been a part of.
Joy isn’t something you can make happen. Real true joy comes from deep within. From who you know. Jesus, the Author and Perfector of our faith. Joy comes from knowing that no matter what, God is with you and He loves you and He has the best in mind for you.
Trials come and trials go. This much is true.
James 1:2-4 “Consider it all JOY my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be complete, lacking in nothing.”