Gods ways are not our ways, and his thoughts are not our thoughts. The irony of all ironies is that to truly allow that phrase to cut through all the pain and lonliness to where that truth brings comfort and illuminates the shadows of our veiled minds takes a perspective that is not of this world. It takes humility, faith, and cheerfully enduring. Not false cheer, mind you- but truly a jolly outlook.
Because from a mortally flawed human perspective, whether you have all several options except for the one that planned for or one the option that you sacrificed everything to pursue that is showing no signs of promise; whether your loss is public or private; whether you are young or old- the experience is an every day battle. The pain is too great, the restrictions too binding, the way is too difficult, too lonely, and the moments of happinesses too fleeting.
The bottom line for me has been, a sentence of wisdom from the mouth of one widow to another. "There comes a point when you realize that it really is up to you and God." That the greatest gift that mankind has- the ability to choose for himself- unlocks the spiritual power that is ours when we decide that we want our ways to be Gods way. It isn't just one single decision that will change our lives or our hearts, or even a life-long moment by moment renewal of desire- though it involves both of these steps- because even that would fail because we fall short. The key lies in sincere repentance, the humility to listen instead of talk, and the courage to act when all present motivation flees.
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