Saturday, February 14, 2009

But Will God Restore?

I hadn't really thought of God as a restorer until the health and financial issues started attacking our family. I know the Bible says He is a restorer. Now I'm in a place of really trying to believe it. The concept is overwhelming. One staggers under the weight of it? Will God restore? Health? Life? Joy? Money? Love? All?

Hubby and I have gone through the ringer. For us, life is a kind of holding on. Do I dare dream?

There are many Christians out there who will say things like, "Don't expect too much, though. God wants you to learn." These are not Christians I want near me. I know God wants me to learn. But these Christians who so readily tell me to hold on could not could not could not have gone through what hubby and I have gone through and what we go through daily daily daily. But they look at me as if I'm weak. Honestly, there marriages would have broken long ago under the strain of racist mother-in-law, financial debt, sickly continually weeping crying child (for 18 years), and sickly sleepless gone-to-fat wife. So when they come with their platitudes I just don't say anything.

There's a great verse in the Bible: Strengthen not yourself in the things of Egypt. Loose translation: Don't trust the false way to save you. When we get sick, instead of turning to the Bible we go to the internet to research our conditions and the world's (Egypt's) cures. With stuff like autism and sleep disorders, I can see why Jesus said "the gospel is preached to the poor." It's not just that one needs a heck of a lot of money but that one needs a heck of a lot of money to go to nutritionists, house repairers and mod removers (to get rid of the mold), immunologists, allergists, internists, MRI specialists, neurologists, (Yep, the body is complicated and it's never ever only one thing that goes wrong when the body suffers under the weight of the sin of the world), health food stores, specialized supplements...etc. So then we are left with so much to fix, and so little money to fix it with, and so much guesswork on the part of the fixers. Only God can restore. Only from him can the free gift of restoration of health and life come.

When John asked Jesus about another disciple's life, Jesus said to John, "What business if that of yours? Follow me." We are told often to look unto Jesus. That means not to think about how God works in other folks' lives to compare what may or may not happen in ours. I have watched too many Christian interviews (nonfiction) and secular movies (fiction) where I see folks trusting in God and God miserably disappointing them. I grew up on this stuff. How to trust God when this image works always in the mind, and even modern Christianity is prone to telling us that we probably won't get our answers because well God knows better or we don't have enough faith etc. (And, once again, it's the ministers who are supposed to be having faith, not the parishioners, but that's another post.)The Lord told us to take heed how we hear. I am trying so hard to uproot all the negative seeds this culture has taught me.

But dare I dream? Christianity over the ages has taught many of its adherents to edge their bets: they have taught us not to dream. They tell us suffering is good. I really don't want much. Just a kind of normal life with sleep at night -- am writing this while on a bout of 8 days with absolutely no sleep. Just a normal life with a child who isn't continually in pain. That's all I'm asking, Lord. Be a restorer unto me, my God, because I have loved you so very much...and never, ever, ever have I thought of leaving or forsaking you. Look on my tears o Lord and do not fail me, oh my God, my only God. Remember how much I have loved you and do not let my enemies -- sickness, despair, poverty, confusion-- triumph over me. -C

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Carole, I send my prayers, and my hugs your way.

I know it is easy to say "I know how you feel" and most people really don't have any idea. But I DO relate to your post. It captured very real attitudes issues in the Body.

I maynot have a sleep problem of any major degree, and I don't have an autistic child. But, we have gone through the ringer ourselves, in our marriage, and before we ever met. I have often thought that my life was purposed for disappointment after disappointment. I gave up dreaming a long time ago (well, about 5 years ago). I truly have. I have even learnt to be content without dreams, but then I often think I am deadened, not content.

I so relate to you, and I understand all you have said. It is with tears in my eyes, that I say to you: "You are a diamond in a dark place. Diamond's are formed in the dark and hard places of the earth. No one really sees the life of a diamond until it is discovered and unveiled." That is you, my friend, that is you!

I would rather keep company with one who knows the knocks of life, than one who has never gotten their spiritual finger-nails dirty, and has had life handed to them on a silver-spoon. I can't stand these superior types who think they know it all. They are the salt in my wounds.

Chin up, and take a sleeping pill if you have any, lol. Can the doctor give you anything to help sleep? Even the chemists have natural sleeping tablets, even if the remedy is of 'Egyptian' origins. 8 days? I would be a zombie rocking in the corner I that was me!

Carole McDonnell said...

Ah, Amanda! You're a woman after my own heart! I really really like you!!! Isn't the internet a weird place? The folks it brings together! Something in the ether draws like-minds.

I know it's strange to say but I'm so glad you understand the way life can disappoint and hint at only disappointment for the future.

Sleeping pills don't really work though. They take the edge off but then one gets addicted to them. If I stick to a very very very precise regimen I manage to get some sleep. No wheat, no corn, no red meat, nothing processed or in cans or packaged. No excitotoxins like msg or aspartame. The trouble is I went off it. Had some chinese food and some spaghetti...And bingo. Getting back on is so dang hard sometimes, but the lord is helpful. The body for the Lord and the Lord for the body.

Am glad you like this blog. You might like my other one better though. www.carolemcdonnell.blogspot.com The other one is a bit more spiritual...am doing a series on the psalms all year.

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