Joy in the midst of a storm
"Ye though I walk through the valley of death..."
When things are going good, it's easy to be happy. It's easy to walk around with your head held high, feeling like you're on top of the world. You tend to have a little pep in your step, you have a little swagger about you. If you are one of those church going folk, it's easy to walk around quoting scripture and giving all honor and praises to God, who is the head of your life.
It's easy as 1, 2, 3.
When things are going good.
But in this life we live, things aren't always going to go smooth. And it's then when our character and how we really are as a person, comes to light. These "storms" come in many different forms. Problems on your job, in your relationship, financially or family issues can all be speed bumps in an otherwise smooth ride through life. Often times, God throws these curve balls at us to see if we're paying attention. To see if our audio is matching up to our video. To see if we're walking the walk and not just talking the talk.
Not to get all religious on ya'll but James 1:2 says "Brethren, count it all joy when you fall into divers temptations." For many people, including me, this verse is a hard pill to swallow. Are we really supposed to count it joy when we go through some hell? Should we be smiling on the outside when we are hurting on the inside? What's there to be happy about?
I've been through and am going through some rough times. Things aren't the way I would like them to be, but they aren't as bad as they are. For a couple of days, I was in a funk, borderline depressed. I asked the man upstairs what was going on. Had I been that bad? Or was this just my test. I didn't get it. There was no way I could be happy with what was going on and how the last week or so was playing out. Or could I? It took a while, but eventually I did. I found joy in knowing that I wasn't in this thing alone. I looked around and found that people were struggling just like me. I found joy in know that those same people were willing to share an encouraging word for me, even though they were in a funk too. I found joy in knowing that help was only a phone call away, even if I let my pride get in the way at first.
When trouble comes, there's no need to run and curl up in a corner, Yes, it may seem that way at first, but we must realize that we are only going through this.
Pain may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
When things are going good, it's easy to be happy. It's easy to walk around with your head held high, feeling like you're on top of the world. You tend to have a little pep in your step, you have a little swagger about you. If you are one of those church going folk, it's easy to walk around quoting scripture and giving all honor and praises to God, who is the head of your life.
It's easy as 1, 2, 3.
When things are going good.
But in this life we live, things aren't always going to go smooth. And it's then when our character and how we really are as a person, comes to light. These "storms" come in many different forms. Problems on your job, in your relationship, financially or family issues can all be speed bumps in an otherwise smooth ride through life. Often times, God throws these curve balls at us to see if we're paying attention. To see if our audio is matching up to our video. To see if we're walking the walk and not just talking the talk.
Not to get all religious on ya'll but James 1:2 says "Brethren, count it all joy when you fall into divers temptations." For many people, including me, this verse is a hard pill to swallow. Are we really supposed to count it joy when we go through some hell? Should we be smiling on the outside when we are hurting on the inside? What's there to be happy about?
I've been through and am going through some rough times. Things aren't the way I would like them to be, but they aren't as bad as they are. For a couple of days, I was in a funk, borderline depressed. I asked the man upstairs what was going on. Had I been that bad? Or was this just my test. I didn't get it. There was no way I could be happy with what was going on and how the last week or so was playing out. Or could I? It took a while, but eventually I did. I found joy in knowing that I wasn't in this thing alone. I looked around and found that people were struggling just like me. I found joy in know that those same people were willing to share an encouraging word for me, even though they were in a funk too. I found joy in knowing that help was only a phone call away, even if I let my pride get in the way at first.
When trouble comes, there's no need to run and curl up in a corner, Yes, it may seem that way at first, but we must realize that we are only going through this.
Pain may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
posted by Big J @ 7:52 PM
1 Comments:
At September 17, 2007 at 11:59 AM ,
Jameil said...
HOLLA!!!! that was hot!! you can talk to me, too, when things are stressing you out.
may i say these people who strut around "giving all honor and praises to God, who is the head of your life" had me on the floor.
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