Storms of Life

Maybe I have written about this before…

I have read this chapter Mark 4:35-41 so many times, and thought about how Jesus is always there in the storm. The whole, “Peace be Still!” thing has been a comfort.

What I have never really paid attention to is the fact that Jesus led them into the storm.  In verses 35-36 it says, “On that day, when evening had come, he said to them, “Let us go across to the other side.” 36 And leaving the crowd, they took him with them in the boat, just as he was. And other boats were with him.” (ESV)

Jesus knew there would be a storm but He fell asleep.  Does that mean He wasn’t aware? Did that mean He knew everything was going to be OK, even though it didn’t seem that it would? Did He know how afraid the disciples were going to be? Did He not care?

I have lots of questions and maybe you do too!

He knew all of the things that were happening just as He knows what is happening in our lives. He cares and He is ever present in times of trouble as Psalm 46:1 states.  This proves it.

Though He is near, it doesn’t mean we won’t suffer. It doesn’t mean life isn’t scary and unfair.  It does mean that in the midst of sorrow during a miscarriage, He is there.  In the death of a loved one, He is there.  In the chaos of life He is there. In the broken marriage and weeping, He is there. He has the ability to calm the storm. He is present.

Why do we have to suffer though? Why did He lead the disciples into the storm!?  Why does He allow bad things to happen to us?

There are so many answers to this and I know only what God has done in my life, and only that can I share.

I had 3 miscarriages. One every year whilst we lived in Africa.  I wept. I questioned. I cried out angrily against God. (He is big enough to handle it.) I begged for answers.

I did not realize until much later, when God gave us 3 children that He allowed that to happen, not because He wanted me to suffer and be in pain, but because His plan for me was different.

He wanted Sammy and I to adopt.

I lost 3 biological children and He blessed me with 3 amazing adopted daughters.  Not that my babies weren’t important, and not that I didn’t grieve with each loss. I did. I endured great heartache as did my husband and family.

No. He needed our family to take in 3 girls who needed us for parents.  I can honestly say that I would not have adopted 3 children had I borne three.  He knew that our three daughters would need a home.  He knew there was a storm in my heart, and He was making room in my heart for 3 daughters from the womb of another.  Their pain, their loss and grief was present also. Yet, He left my grieving arms empty until each one of them needed a home.  With each adoption, God has grown me. He has taken me into yet another storm.  Each child brings their own trauma, pain and anguish.  Not that it is their fault, but with adoption, there are things we can’t control. We don’t know what happened while they were growing in their mother’s womb.  We don’t know how God held their parents in the storm.

 

Truth.

 

God allowed our suffering to help someone else with their need.

Sometimes that may be the ultimate goal. We know that He works all things together for good to those that love Him and are called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)

We are vessels in which He dwells.

We can choose to accept and embrace the Lord in our anguish, or push Him out of our boat and weather the storm alone. I don’t know about you, but I want Him in the boat with me. I can’t imagine being alone suffering the storms of life without my Master of the storm.

Friend, in your ache and pain, know that at some point things will become clear. God knows what you are immersed in. If you have chosen to stay in your sin, leave it far behind you! Run from it! Change!  If you are in the storm because Jesus led you there, be bold. Know that He is there, in the boat with you.  He is ready to bring you safely through to the other side in due time.

“Even the wind and the waves obey Him!”(Mark 4:41)

He is there friend. Take heart. He has us safely nestled under His wings. Even in the midst of the storm.

 

I love you!

Tara

The Betrayal (idea taken from Luke 22)

I am Judas. I was one of His twelve, but I avariciously wanted more. 30 pieces of silver would compensate me just fine.

Jesus was on the Mount of Olives. The disciples were supposed to stay alert while He prayed.

He wanted them to pray avoiding temptations. Not sleeping so soundly nearby on the ground!

Here I came with my new gang ‘cuz I switched sides remember. I drew near to Jesus to betray the King of the Jews.

After the kiss I placed upon His cheek, an extraordinary and remarkable feat ensued.

Peter with ferocity hacked off the ear of the servant just there. The crowd stood in awe at what Jesus He did next!

He repositioned the ear onto the servant’s head. He restored what was injured and repaired what was beyond repair.

He died on the cross with two others remember? I died alone hanged in my shame.

So my friends you choose whom this day you will serve.  I made such a despicable mistake in the end.

He Is alive! Thank God for His Son! His sacrifice was made for every person alive.

(for each of us to pray) 

Jesus forgive me, this day I’m a sinner. Help me to stride with you all my days.

You are the shepherd; I am your lamb. I ardently follow you and humbly do stand.

(hope for the future) 

Come meet Him dear one eyes up, sins forgiven. You are His creation. You are set free.

With my tears and my hair.

From Luke 7:36-50

 Here I am Lord a tarnished woman. The oil from my jar is a love gift to You.

My tears stream down to wash Your feet Lord. I am but a sinner let me.

I hear the comments about waste, but had I not done this, I’d have nothing to give.

Sell it they say. 300 Denari I know a high cost even though it would feed so many more.

A balm for my Savior and ointment for Him. This is preparing Him for the grave.

I hear the words that the world will remember me, but that is not why I did what I did.

My gift of love was poured out in sorrow. My tears mingled with the perfume.

His feet they are washed and prepared for His end. I have no towel so I’ll just use my hair. Dry and ready He is going to the cross. His life He has given for you and for me.

Thank you dear Jesus for Your act of service. You have allowed me to live life today.

With hope, joy and courage, I walk now toward You. This race I will finish with refinement from You. Help me to love and forgive as You do. I am but a cracked vessel use me.