Me: “Connor, I’m looking for my phone. I just had it. I can’t find it anywhere! Have you seen it?”
Connor: “Uh, um, Mom, isn’t it in your hand?”
Me: (Alarmed gasp) “Oh! I forgot I was on hold with the doctor’s office!”
Have you ever looked for something without realizing that what you were looking for was already in your hand?
Oh, girl, it happens to all of us! You know, we can search for our sunglasses just to find that they were pushed back on our heads like a hairband. Those are the moments we laugh and wonder why we are becoming our mother! Ha!
I overheard the ladies at the table near me in my favorite tea room. They were deep in conversation. The shop was small and they were loud, so I could hear every negative and complaining word — even without trying! One was obsessed with how her husband didn’t measure up to her standards; the other was consumed with bitterness over a boss who she didn’t think valued her as she thought she deserved.
It struck me that they were both miserable — not because of what they lacked, but because of what they had. One was married; she had a husband, security and companionship. The other was employed; she had a job which provided her security and income. Yet, both were miserable and discontent with the portion they had.
I’ve been there too. That’s probably why their conversation struck such a familiar tone with in me! I often complain about what I have, overlooking the blessing it really is.
One lady on the first night shared that one of the questions she has of God is, “Why do I suffer with all this pain? I’m not old enough to hurt so bad.”
The next night we read that you wrote, “We often assume God’s apparent inactivity in our situation is evidence of His neglect [so far, so good, but . . .] when it really may be His way of showing compassion to protect you, provide for you, or preserve you.”
Help us understand how your quote relates to that lady’s question. Thanks a bunch. We had 23 show up for our first session. Praise His holy name!