Sometimes I have to make decisions that on the surface seem extreme; but in the long run becomes the best way to bring peace into my life.
To find peace, I had to know what it is.
First, I had to recognize what wasn’t working in my life. Next, I weighed my options for each of my challenges. Next, I acted on the one option that was do able at that moment.
I found peace as Jesus did…through prayer and meditation.
Mark 1:35 “Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed.”
This is my testimony and I am happy to share it with you. It works for me and it will work for you. God does not want us to live in turmoil. He wants us to seek Him first before we react to or act on our challenges. With each challenge look to Him.
Matthew 6:33 “But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.”
On April 1, April Fool’s Day, I woke up to footsteps on our stairs. They were ascending toward our bedroom and I thought they belonged to my step-daughter, who frequently fell asleep on the couch and in the early morning would rise to finish her sleep in her bed. To my surprise, it was my husband.
He walked slowly into the room and announced, “You have to take me to the emergency room, I can’t catch my breath.”
This was no April Fool’s joke, this was for real.
Over the course of the following weeks, I prayed and meditated in my own way, not kneeling, but staying in God’s presence through conversation with the Holy Spirit, as I went through the paces of my daily routine. Twenty-one days later, I am so happy to report that my husband is doing well and gaining strength. He was diagnosed with congestive heart failure. Three words that sent chills through my body. My husband had three blocked arteries that were cleaned out and a stint placed in one about a year and a half ago. That was our first medical scare; and now Congestive Heart Failure.
After 5 days of going back and forth to the hospital, taking our daughter back and forth to work, working on three book projects, and taking care of the day to day duties of our home…I was exhausted. After my husband, Willie came home from the hospital, we agreed that we would go away to celebrate overcoming this latest challenge. We did and it was wonderful.
That Monday, when we returned home, I had also made a decision that I would be more responsible in caring for my husband, his daughter, his mother (who had been away visiting during this time), our pets, and the house, in addition to fulfilling my duties as a publishing consultant. Whew! I’m tired just thinking about this.
Of course, I prayed and reminded the Holy Spirit that he had this and that I needed clear directions into how to proceed without losing my mind. This week I have ultimately accomplished more than I ever dreamed in bringing peace to our home and to my life. Am I tired at the end of the day? Yes, I am. But I have had a glimpse into the world of “June Cleaver” the television mom from “Leave It To Beaver”.
Somehow, I have managed to put a smile on each one of our faces. There has not been an angry word, sucking of teeth or door slam in this house over the last 6 days. Sacrifice is no joke, and the results of being committed to serve my family is the right path to true peace in my home.
This may not be your option, but I am so thankful that it worked for me. Every waking hour has been given away…I have even set aside time for myself. It is true, God does not give us more than we can handle, because He knows the answers to our challenges. All we have to do is turn to Him.
“Seek first His kingdom and His righteousness…” and you will find the road to peace.