There is a question that comes to my mind quite often. It is one that I think we all have to wrestle with at some point in our lives on this side of eternity.
Would you still love God if everything you had was taken away?
For some people, they've had to answer this question by walking through it. I met a couple the other day that lost both of their adult children within 8 years of each other. They were forced to answer that question in a very real way.
For some of us, we have so many blessings surrounding us, it is more of a hypothetical question. Oh we still have difficulty and pain, but the blessings of God are present daily. When I think of how much I love God, often times there are things that accompany the reason for that love: my husband, my family, my home, my job, my church, my friends, etc.
So when I think of that question in light of those things, it gives me chills. What about this one...
Would you still love God if He never gave you what you're hoping for?
It's easy to lift our arms in worship when things are going right in our lives. When we are in a place of blessing, God is good! But what about when we are in a place of brokenness and poverty (emotionally & spiritually)? Can we still praise Him through the pain?
I think it's in those moments where we discover how we view God. Do we view Him in the mirror of our needs, or do we view Him in light of who He is. Do we want our love for God to be based on His gifts, or Him as the Gift?
My amazing mother has always taught my brothers and I as kids that God is most glorified when we are most satisfied in Him, and that our chief aim in life is to glorify Him.
Today let us take some time and reflect on these questions. This isn't meant to be doom and gloom. This is just another step in recognizing that God is good no matter what we have. God is great no matter our circumstances.
17 Peace has been stripped away,
and I have forgotten what prosperity is.
18 I cry out, “My splendor is gone!
Everything I had hoped for from the Lord is lost!”
19 The thought of my suffering and homelessness
is bitter beyond words.
20 I will never forget this awful time,
as I grieve over my loss.
21 Yet I still dare to hope
when I remember this:
22 The faithful love of the Lord never ends!
His mercies never cease.
23 Great is his faithfulness;
his mercies begin afresh each morning.
24 I say to myself, “The Lord is my inheritance; therefore, I will hope in him!” Lamentations 3:17-24
May He be our portion, our hope, and our only source.