Mae, aka DanishDoll
Shabbat shalom. The sun is setting here in Jerusalem, and the city is winding down for its day of rest.
Today I present a guest post from a minister in Denmark. Her name is Mae, and she blogs under the name DanishDoll. Mae and her husband are on staff at a Pinse (Pentecostal) church in Viborg. They offer support to local free churches teaching classes, preaching, counseling, and just offering the benefit of their own experience as pastors in America.
Years ago, I remember sitting in church one Sunday hearing the youth choir cheerfully belting out —
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow
Because He lives, all fear is gone.
Because I know He holds my future,
And life is worth the living, just because He lives.
It’s a lovely song. Some of you probably know it. I was sitting there thinking, “Have these dear, young people any idea what they are singing?” He really DOES hold our futures, but we still are going to go through some stuff.
I had a friend who was a missionary to Cuba. He was incarcerated and questioned — left alone all night, sitting on a hard chair in a damp, locked room to contemplate the possibility that his life might soon end. He was able to hold on to peace, because he knew Who held his future. Later, he was released, and kicked out of the country.
Another friend of mine just heard bad news from her doctor. She is standing strong, smiling and trusting. She truly does know the One holds her future. SHE was comforting ME! She wrote to me, “Who can fathom His ways, Mae? Who can counsel God Who holds our lives dear to Himself? I know that I will have to be reminded of Who HE is as I walk through whatever lies ahead. Ultimately I have to trust Him….Who else do I have?” She is a hero in the faith to me.
I will never forget the Sunday morning when my husband picked up the phone and was informed that our beautiful, adopted daughter had taken her own life. I was broken. My faith was all I had to strengthen me. My hope and help was only in Him. Words could not comfort me. God alone held me close in my grief. His Spirit knows how to comfort us when life takes a turn we never planned on. We have to reach up to Him in faith.
You see, there is the easy, “lite” faith that has never faced a trial, and then there is deep, abiding faith that is tried in the furnace of life’s tough times. Anything worth anything has got to cost something.
When you read of Job’s sufferings in the Bible, you will see that his wife’s advice was to “Curse God and die.” What a sweet encourager she was, right? 😛 But Job did not curse God. Job said, “Even if He kills me, I will still trust in Him.” That is deep, real faith.
God IS THERE when it hurts so bad you feel that you can’t bear it. God is there. Right there. We have two choices. We can “curse Him and die” — blame Him, run from Him and suffer bitter and alone. Or, we can cling to Him. We can reach up in faith and trust that He has a plan. We can choose to rest in His love. Life itself is a precious thing, but it comes with no guarantees. I count the Lord Jesus as more precious than anything, and He DOES come with a guarantee! He will never leave me.
Fear not [there is nothing to fear], for I am with you; do not look around you in terror and be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen and harden you to difficulties, yes, I will help you; yes, I will hold you up and retain you with My [victorious] right hand of rightness and justice. (Isaiah 41:10 AMP)
Have faith in God, my friend. Have faith.
This article first appeared at Xanga.com/DanishDoll. Reposted with permission.