The past six months have been rough for me. There have been days I didn’t want to get out of bed. I have struggled with hurt, anger, and betrayal. I have felt torn apart and fractured, yet in an odd twist, I’ve also focused: I’ve focused on God. And through Him, I’ve focused on others.
I’ve prayed a lot. Sometimes for myself, but most the time for others.
Because, really, this life isn’t about me.
There’s healing in trusting God and seeking His truth. There are so many statements we hear that we want to be true, we long to be true. We respond as if they are true. We build upon them as truth, yet these statements and standards are often not true statements and standards. Our wishful thinking doesn’t make something true. God doesn’t say we deserve to be happy by our own preferences and feelings. God doesn’t say relationships that seem to be hard work should be tossed aside.
God says to love Him and love others.
It’s easier said than done at times. We twist what we believe love should be. We reframe what we believe God wants so that it is more palatable to us. We don’t like a love that steps on our toes, that prompts us to humbly change, that’s inconvenient to our schedules. We want to be secure, to be safe, to feel good.
Just after dark, I walked by a young couple with a broken down car. I made a little bit of small talk as I walked by, then God tapped me on the shoulder: “Hey! Remember that prayer you continually bring to me, requesting I bring people across your path that you could help and encourage? Well, yeah, these would be two of them.”
So, I stopped and asked if there was anything I could get them that would help (they had a phone and one was talking as I walked beside them).
“Some water for the radiator would be great,” the girl replied.
So, my pup and I jogged home (I love walking but really dislike running) and quickly returned with a gallon of water for the car, plus a couple water bottles for the couple, shared with a smile.
How easy and simple was that?
I’ve felt a bit broken down the last six months, but I have found joy in looking for ways to help others. I’ve met some people along the way and grown closer to existing friends. I’ve had some adventures and a few fairly odd experiences. And while I’ve definitely reaped some benefits, it hasn’t been about me. And perhaps that’s been the biggest blessing of all.
Today is a good day for a good day…because God is good.
So make it about loving God and loving others. And help someone.