Have you ever been in a difficult season of your life? I am in one of those dark seasons right now. I know I shouldn’t talk about it. It won’t change my situation. It won’t make me feel better. It certainly won’t be pleasantries to the persons I hang out with.
But I am very sad. I am grieving; yet, I am standing on the truth of who God is, that He is my Heavenly Father, that I can trust Him even in the most challenging situation when I don’t understand. It “appears” that a perfect storm that has swept away all the good tidings of joy when we miraculous held a baby girl in our arms.
What shall I do about it? Isolate myself. Fake the smiles. Pretend that I feel OK when I don’t.
The Lord is teaching me to be quiet in His silence. If I am asked how it is going, I am to speak It is well. If someone specifically asks about our problem, I am still to say…. IT IS WELL.
Those words remind me of the story of a Shunammite woman found in 2 Kings 4:8-37. Like me, she couldn’t have a child, but through a miracle of the Lord, she had a son. It’s just that in my case, though, I had a daughter.
One day, this woman’s young son came complaining, “My head! My head!” Similar to that situation, I remember my six year old daughter saying, “My brain! My brain!” At the time my husband and I didn’t understand the depth of her difficulties, but as we look back through her years as a kid, we now recognize certain signs even when she was very little.
In that Bible story, that Shunammite’s son suddenly died! But when she saw that her son had passed, she laid him on the prophet’s bed, a room she had especially prepared for this man of God named Elisha, and then, she quickly to his home. She was determined in her heart that she would not leave until she received her answer from God. Many asked her…
“How are you?”
“How is your husband?
“How is your son?”
I notice that every time her reply was IT IS WELL.
I feel like my life, our daughter’s life and our family has been ripped away. I am in shock at the things that have happened, the many events that each contributed to intense anguish and suffering for her, for me and my husband. We may not be dead, but we are each handling it differently. I feel numb. Like that woman who ran to the man of God, I am determined to push forward to God for my answer. I will not back down until I receive.
I believe that woman’s determination to seek God, to not leave until the prophet Elisha went to her house was pivotal. When Elisha arrived to the room where her son lay lifeless, he put his mouth on her son’s mouth. He put his eyes on his eyes, his hands on his hands. Elisha stretched himself over the boy’s body, and the young man’s flesh became warm. After awhile, Elisha left the room, and walked back and forth in the house, and then returned again laying himself over the boy. Suddenly the boy sneezed seven times and lived!
Do you need a suddenly today? Are you looking for a miracle from God? Often we are tempted to speak words that seem good, that appear to be honest and tell it like it is, but actually… those words bring death. And so, like that great woman of God, I choose to declare life, God’s L.I.F.E. over my situation. From now on, when someone asks me, I will reply without a heartbeat… IT IS WELL.
What will you say in your time of trial?
~~ IT IS WELL! ~~