And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.
A Word of Hope
Sometimes it is all too easy to see the work of the enemy. It feels like being caught in the rain without an umbrella even though you packed one. Sometimes Lord, I just want to give up. I feel the urge to quit, creeping up on me with each temptation Satan brings. As soon as I say, “I’ve had enough,” it is like the ground beneath me starts to tremor and all hopes of peace and balance are lost.
The Sprit answers, “Here I am, I never left. I had to bring you back to me. Without realizing it you got tied up in the cares of the world. If I let you have your way you’d be paying a far greater price. It is out of love that I allow you to suffer.”
I forget who said, “God takes you to rock bottom to discover God still reigns over the bottom.” Trials bring us closer to God because a weary heart makes a greater demand on God. I know that the good I do is not in vain; therefore, though You slay me, yet will I praise You. Even if my body breaks my heart will sing a song of thanksgiving. And if tears shall flow like streams, I shall lift up my voice and cry out to You for help. No devil, thorn in the flesh, or root of bitterness will deceive me for I know who my God is.
He is my strength and my defense. She is my Mother. Christ is my Brother. My Lord comforts me when my wounds have become far too many to number. My God is Love, and although there is too much love for me ever to be able to comprehend, I will spend eternity learning Her ways.
I have tried not giving up. I have tried not getting angry or bitter. Yet, I fail time after time. Allow me to be faithful at the bottom so that when I meet You, I will have no regrets. Help me to remember that not everything is the devil; sometimes, it’s just life. Jesus, in Your precious name I pray, Amen.
Order of St. Francis and St. Clare