When Faith Meets Suffering-Part 7
Who would have thought that there would be things to be grateful for in the midst of a season of suffering?
Thanks for joining us for When Faith Meets Suffering, Part 7. Again we want to emphasize that we realize Social Media is all about the “happy” side of life, and this may seem like a real bummer, but the author wants to share from the side of pain, because pain is a part of real life, but also, she is claiming God’s victory in this season of suffering and will be just as transparent about the victory as she has been about the season of suffering. Let’s get back to where we left off.
She sat in her quiet time reminiscing about what had happened last night after church and how she had felt rejuvenated, excited, clear-headed and she knew she needed to draw a healthy boundary, one that spoke of love and respect, with a gentle boldness.
She had left her phone in the car and when she got in, she saw the message light blinking. He had called twice. Permission to call, she thought.
“Are you just getting through with your job?” He asked?
“Oh, no, I just got out of church.” She went on to share about the message and how God had spoken to her through His word and had her put their marriage in it. “I’ll email it to you,” she promised.
He smiled at her enthusiasm. “I’d like that.”
She could feel the tenderness open the door to lay her boundary down, ever so gently but confidently.
“You have no idea how many times I go to call you to share something with you, to ask you a question, get your opinion, or even share a story about one of our four-legged kids…”
She continued. “But I can’t. Until you have severed that tie, I can’t because it hurts my heart too much. I love you with every fragmented piece of my heart but I can’t be a part of this.”
“I understand.” So how was your day? His abrupt subject change caught her off guard but she went with it and had gone on to share her day and he his. They talked for a while longer and she steered the conversation to a close, inviting him to listen to the message she had sent him earlier in the week about the reality of our adversary from Jack Hibbs.
He assured her he would listen to it.
They had hung up and she felt thankful that she had drawn a boundary to protect her shattered part and begin putting back the pieces.
Thanks for joining me in this journey…sharing my pain and helping me walk toward a victory…whatever that looks like.