Monthly Archives: October 2013

Little Book of Hope

Once when my husband was going through a dark time, I made him a little book of Bible verses and quotes that could encourage him, give him hope and remind him that suffering had a purpose. It was small so he could fit it into the pocket of his scrubs (he’s a PA) and carry it with him wherever he wanted. I ran across it the other day and thought I would share with you the contents to perhaps encourage you as well:

photo (8)“LORD, my heart is as heavy as lead, and I cannot see beyond this present state of depression. I do not ask, since it may not be Your will to grant it, for immediate consolation. I ask for an increase of faith, hope and love. Given more grace, I can endure my mood of passing gloom. I accept it in a spirit of penitence. Lord, turn my discouragement into true humility.” -Dom Hubert von Zeller

“Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am meek and humble of heart; and you will find rest for yourselves. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30

“Love is the measure of our ability to bear crosses.” St. Teresa of Avila

“Cast all your worries upon him because He cares for you.” 1 Peter 5:7

“Jesus said to me; ‘How many times would you have abandoned Me, my son, if I had not crucified you. Beneath the cross, one learns love, and I do not give this to everyone, but only to those souls who are dearest to Me.” Padre Pio

but he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for power is made perfect in weakness.” I will rather boast most gladly of my weaknesses, in order that the power of Christ may dwell with me. Therefore, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and constraints, for the sake of Christ; for when I am weak, then I am strong.” 2 Corinthians 12:9-10

” I was well calumniated, well contradicted, well knocked about. Oh, I had crosses indeed! I had almost more than I could carry! Then I took to asking for love of crosses, and I was happy. I said to myself, truly there is no happiness but in this!” St. John Vianney

“God is our refuge and our strength,an ever-present help in distress.” Psalm 46:2

Hope these lift your spirits. Do you have any other favorite quotes or Bible verses of comfort?

St. Francis Borgia and Humility

Francis lived a happy life as a Duke with his eight children and his wife. It was said that although he was poweful,he was devout and a good man of God. This happy life ended when his beloved wife died. And that’s when he decided to become a Jesuit priest. His Superior tested him by treating him in exactly the opposite way he had been used to being treated as a duke. He had  to help cook, carry wood, sweep the kitchen and serve food to the other priest–on his knees, begging them to forgive him for being so clumsy.

Yet he never complained. In fact, the only time he became angry was when anyone treated him with respect as if he was still a Duke. Once a doctor who had to take care of a painful wound Francis had gotten said to him: “I am afraid, my lord, that I have to hurt your grace.” The saint answered that he would not hurt him more than then by calling him “my lord” and “your grace.”He was able to accomplish wonderful works for God’s glory as he preached everywhere and advised many important people.  Under his guidance, the Jesuits grew to be a very great help to the Church in many lands.  But, through all such success,  he remained completely humble.

Humility means emptying all of our selves out–and letting God fill it. it means not esteeming ourselves, having no desire to esteem ourselves and having no desire to be esteemed by others.

When we are truly humble it becomes much easier to do and be what God wants because you have no attachment to yourself or your own wants.

Francis didn’t run from his sufferings. He took it on and found the best way to serve God. He gave up the life that would be easiest, give him the most esteem and give him the most comfort. He willing suffered, you might say, to find the best way to do God’s will.

Me-I’m just running from pain in order to find the most comfort. Humility? Not so much.

But suffering teaches us that quick. When your stripped down to your basics, to survival mode, well, yes, you learn to be humble.

You learn not to presume that even the good things you have going for you are going to stay. You learn that your plans don’t necessarily matter. You learn to serve God through the suffering. If your plan for life falls through, what’s left? You might as well turn your attention (finally!) to what He wants. Yes, in suffering, now we know we don’t matter. But He does. He is all that matters because He and His plan, is the only thing that can make sense out of this mess.

Humility.

What if we were so humble that doing the will of God was all that mattered?

 

Suffering and Guilt

I don’t know who reads my blog… I know a handful of people do…and I like to think that maybe some of them are suffering intensely like I am-and that they relate and benefit from hearing my perspective. I thought about guilt and suffering one day when I was lamenting to my friend (who has gone through what I’m going through) that I didn’t know what to make for dinner so we were going to McDonald’s. She said, “That’s fine. Your kids can live off McDonald’s for a little while. ”

To those of us suffering right now, I want to say … don’t feel guilty.

Don’t feel guilty if you are operating on survival mode.

Don’t feel guilty if you can’t get it together to make your family dinner.

Don’t feel guilty if you yell a little more than usual.

Don’t feel guilty if you forget things and lose things.

*Don’t feel guilty if you need time alone to pray, to process.

Don’t feel guilty if you can’t perform all your duties the way you used to or the way you think (or maybe someone else says) you should. I. E.: It’s okay if your house isn’t as clean as usual.

Don’t feel guilty if you have to ask for help or accept help that’s offered.

It’s okay.

Trust that you are doing the best you can in the circumstance. You can’t be your best right now and that’s okay.

I could give you a million examples of things I’ve forgotten to do or couldn’t pull together or I could take pictures of my house for you-haha.

But just know, if  you are suffering, you don’t have to feel guilty about what you can’t do, even if you used to be able to do it. Even if no one else understands, God does.

Ask for strength . . . and then do what you can. And know that it won’t always be like this. You’ll get on your feet again. You’ll be 100% again.

It’s part of the process and part of the path.

And remember, God is there.

Major Faith Fail

Major faith fail.

Perhaps you would call it presuming on God  . . .but see what I did was skip to the ending. I assumed I knew what God was doing–and that if he started things on the “right” path then surely that’s the way it would turn out.

But it didn’t go that way. And I was actually quite shocked. And then I was shocked that I had assumed I knew how this story would end. I didn’t realize I had taken so much for granted–once again putting what I wanted ahead of, well,reality.

I guess you could say it’ my own darn fault that I’m back at the beginning of my grief process.

Because I lacked one very important thing–disinterest. That doesn’t mean that I don’t care but it means but that I hold no attachment to one ending over the other.  I trust that whatever happens, God is in control. God will use it for my good. (St. Francis de Sales talks about this in his book, Finding God’s Will for You).

Is it His will? I don’t think I could say that because I’m pretty sure what is happening to me is not what God wants either. And yet, He allows it. He allows it because it has things to teach, because I need to grow in Him, to see my total dependence on Him, and acknowledge and try to change my attachment to this earthly life and my own will. It’s his permissive will not his positive will. It’s Him using it to make me holy . . .to make me a saint.

And God sees my grieving heart and I think, He grieves with me. Yet He wants me to get up, go on, and grow.

And to accept. To detach from things I cannot control. To trust that He is in control.

This is not how it should be.

This is not how it could be.

This is how it is.

Our God is in control.

(Our God is in Control by Steven Curtis Chapman. From the album, Beauty Will Rise)

And that needs to be enough for me.

 

 

The Thankfulness List

So today I’m driving and listening to the radio and this song “Beautiful Day”by Jamie Grace comes on.

Its got lyrics like:

Can’t let a day go by
Without thanking you for the joy that you bring to my life .
And ooh there’s something ’bout the way Your sun shines on my face.
It’s a love so true, I could never get enough of You.
This feeling can’t be wrong, I’m about to get my worship on.
Take me away, It’s a beautiful day.

And I was thinking, “wow, it is a beautiful day!” The sun was shining and yet there was a crispness to the air. Beautiful. Perfect weather.

And I felt . . . .nothing.

Yes, back in the heart of my suffering, I see the beauty. I know it’s beautiful. I cannot feel it.

But still, it reminded me of something that I’ve done in my prayer life both in this time of intense suffering and before–to end each day thanking God for all the blessings of the day, every small little thing and big things.
Like:
  • Thank you for the people who helped me out today, my friends by listening to me pour my heart out, my mom helping me straighten up, the people who take a basket of my laundry every week and bring it back clean.
  • Thank you that I had time to read with my son today and play with my toddler.
  • Thank you I got a close parking space when the baby was asleep so I didn’t have as far to carry the heavy car seat.
  • Thank you that I got some quiet time to work on my blog.
  • Thank you for anything I accomplished.

It varies each day, but everyday that I try this, I always have a list.

There are blessings everyday.

No matter how much pain I’m in, no matter how deep in my mourning, there are blessings.

I also keep a blessings journal. I put in it things that have spoken to me throughout this time period. There are song lyrics, poems, quotes from movies, dried flowers and pictures of things of beauty that have meaning to me or that God sent to help me through.

Its a journal of my journey. Here are some samples from it:

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It’s true, sometimes in difficult circumstances, its harder to see it. But these moments of grace, these blessings, are always there.

There are blessings everyday.