Because of the Lord’s faithful love
we do not perish,
for His mercies never end.
They are new every morning;
great is Your faithfulness!
I say: The Lord is my portion,
therefore I will put my hope in Him.
~ Lamentations 3:22–24 (HCSB)
Our kids had been sick for days. Literally. Fevers. Loss of appetite. Normally verbose bundles of ceaseless motion morphed into sweaty, sleeping rocks. They finally came back to the living yesterday.
This morning seems to have brought my turn. I woke sounding more like an overgrown bullfrog than myself.
Over breakfast and morning readiness, my husband shared a simple perspective. Our weakness and illness remind us that this is not our home. One day we will be in Heaven where there is no sickness or pain. We can praise God for His grace and hope in our assured future.
I may be feeling quite run-down at the moment, but grace abounds, and I choose to see it.
The sun is shining. My windows are open. A warm spring breeze blows gently through my house, hopefully carrying residual germs with it as it exits.
I may be sick now, but I had enough energy to wash (nearly) everything this morning, strip sheets, and get some client work done before collapsing in front of this laptop (and a movie).
My husband brought me lunch and has promised to take care of dinner, too.
We have choice with our perspectives. I can focus on being sick or I can celebrate the sunshine. I can complain about my work or delight in its lighter-than-usual load today. I can grumble over laundry or I can thank God that we have so much.
There are so many things that are wrong around us. I can talk of trivial things like illness because it is most immediately tangible and far safer than broaching infuriating topics like politics, news, and social injustices. I could talk of work or school or a million other polarizing subjects. Regardless of size or impact, each problem we see and feel evidences imperfections in our world. This place is no utopia.
I can choose to focus on all that’s wrong. I can burn within, knowing things are nowhere near right and may never be rightly corrected in my lifetime. There is a time for that. There is a time to fight back against the darkness.
But there is also a time to rejoice in what light we can see. Today, in this moment, I choose to focus on grace. I choose to see that, in spite of all that is ugly and horrible and unpleasant in our lives, God is still good. His grace still abounds.
“And the grace of our Lord overflowed, along with the faith and love that are in Christ Jesus.”
~ 1 Timothy 1:14 (HCSB)