Sometimes in life, we ask God to lead us, to speak through others, and we truly want Him to answer. But when He does, and what we hear is different than what we hoped, or perhaps exactly what we feared, we struggle to see His blessings. The Lord spoke. He chose to give direction. That should be encouraging…
Why is there an ache, then, instead of joy? Is it that the expectations under which we took shelter didn’t stand up to the storm? And in the downpour, have we forgotten the Father’s love, which is “way too much to give us lesser things”?
Perhaps we transfer the rejection of our hope to a rejection of ourselves. Yet we are not abandoned. He is faithful even when we are faithless, and He has promised never to leave or forsake us.
In the Psalms, the Lord is called a “strong tower” and one in whom we can find shelter under His wings. With Him being so big, both the tower and the wings always seemed to be large and strong but impersonal. In those wings, though, can you see the care of young chicks tucked tightly into the soft feathers underneath, warm and safe? And within the fortress, might there be a hearth and fire with a rug before it on which to curl up and rest?
If we could see the new life and warm rays on the other side of the storm, the thunder and cold would be easy, or at least easier, to bear. The Lord chooses disappointments, tears, and nights, though, to build our faith and nudge us to lean on Him. He won’t give us lesser things. He loves us too much for that.
‘Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears?
And what if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near?
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst
This world can’t satisfy?
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise?
~Laura Story (Blessings, excerpt)