The thing we were pretty sure we needed is gone.
Here we are still alive.
It feels like such a great loss but when I really took inventory, I realized I had much more than I needed. And the truth is, we don’t need our health, our family’s health, all our family to be present and okay. . . .yes, those are strong desires. And very, very good and natural desires. But its not a need. When taken away, we don’t die. Maybe go into survival mode for a while–maybe a long while–but we can rise again.
But we do need God. We need our faith. We need to know that this life isn’t everything. Without that, I have no idea why I would have kept going.
And that’s it. food, water, shelter. God. Our needs.
You see it clearly when things are taken from you: that you don’t need what you thought you did to survive. Even still–it feels like everything is taken. But it isn’t. If we look around there is so, so much to be thankful for.
And someday knowing that will even make me smile again.
And maybe someday I will get really good at this suffering thing, and be grateful for the suffering! Maybe I will even believe I NEED the suffering.
I will let you know if I get there!
Though He slay me, I will hope in Him.
“Well, I’m gonna get out of bed every morning… breath in and out all day long. Then, after a while I won’t have to remind myself to get out of bed every morning and breath in and out.”
It’s so ridiculous because this is a quote from a Tom Hanks movie, but I never forgot it, because that was exactly how it was for me when Grandma died.
One foot in front of the other honey. The hurt, pain, and sadness doesn’t go away, but as time goes on, it doesn’t consume every waking second of the day.