I have recently weathered another perfect storm: exhaustion and self-doubt met with unjust accusations, betrayal, inquisition, and ambush. Did I mention I have weathered that storm….I came through it in one piece.
When a dear friend asked me today why these things always happen to me, I did not elaborate on my beliefs, but Jackie, I will now. My opinion of why such things always happen to me is 1) difficult for many people to accept and 2) my opinion and I am entitled to one.
When people think about ‘bad’ things happening to good people, their concept of ‘bad’ is not my concept of ‘bad.’ Other people’s list of ‘bad’ things include things like car accidents, cancer, abandonment, birth defects, premature death, etc. To me, ‘bad’ is being so unconnected with God that you wonder if you need to introduce yourself when you start to pray.
I will clarify my definition of ‘bad’ by defining the opposite, namely ‘good.’ ‘Good’ is unconditionally loving God. Walk with me closely here because I am not saying that we should respond to ‘bad’ things by loving God; it’s a little more involved (and possible) than that. When ‘bad’ things happen to me, I can often see how the ‘bad’ thing is connected to (or pointing to) something that is distracting me from God.
I will add another very controversial concept: God lets dark forces interfere in our lives for a purpose. Ask Job. When the dark forces are on me like flies, that is my opportunity to once again declare to Whom I belong.
The purpose of this life is not peace, joy, success, prosperity, abundance, health, blah, blah, blah,… And conversely, hatred, misery, failure, etc. are not ‘bad’ things. The purpose of this life is to give us an opportunity, in the midst of battle, to locate and adhere to God. God wants one thing: our constant awareness of Him. The bad things that happen are God-given opportunities to perfect that.
Remember, this is my opinion and I hold it very stongly…and I can because it plays out repeatedly in my life; each time I weather this kind of storm, and prove my loyalty and faith, my bond with God becomes stronger.
In Shadrach, Meschah, and Whatshisname, I give my battle cry, “I’m with them.”
I serve God, through Jesus, with strength and conviction from the Holy Spirit and in the Name of Jesus, saved by His blood by the Grace of God. I look to Jesus, the Holy Spirit and the very Father God to protect and save me. But if He does not, I will not turn from God nor will I stop drawing close to Jesus and neither will I stop turning to the Holy Spirit for guidance and protection. I will not worship anything else. Are there any questions?
I feel I must point out that holding this belief is easy for me because, unike the rich young ruler and most other people, I don’t have much left to lose. I’ve done this a good bit; I know the drill. That is not to say the battle is over. I have not died yet. I’m sure things can get worse. But I pray for the strength to remain steadfast and that I continue to show up when called upon to do so.