Saturday, September 20, 2014


There's that message again. and I can't seem to reconcile it to this life. "God never gives you more than you can handle." Really? And I wrestle because, yes ~ He does allow circumstances that push us way beyond our ability to cope.

I have read that verse, studied it backwards and forwards. Hoping I will see what they see. And in searching for one misquoted promise, I stumble on another I know to be true.  "No test or temptation that comes your way is beyond the course of what others have had to face. All you need to remember is that God will never let you down; he'll never let you be pushed past your limit; he'll always be there to help you come through it." (1 Corinthians 10:13, The Message) 

It's talking about temptation. God won't allow us to be tempted beyond what we are capable of enduring. This tells me he strengthens our resolve. But he doesn't bubble wrap us to protect us from all the crummy things this world can throw our way.

If God allows us to experience moments that reach beyond our capacity to cope, what does that tell me about a loving God? It can feel like a contradiction.

But it's not. The more I journey with God, the clearer I see. One of the most loving attributes of his character is his Father heart that allows us to face some pretty harsh and unbearable stuff. It is ONLY on these rugged paths we are able to encounter him in ways that can blow our minds with his goodness and take our very breath away.

There is a holy beauty of our all-powerful God we can become intimately acquainted with on these grueling trails. Because we NEED him at the very core of our being. We long for a fresh encounter that will somehow encourage us to press on, believing it will be worth it in the end.

Yes, I believe God gives us way more than we can handle. But he doesn't leave us to fend for ourselves. He comes alongside us to teach, encourage, strengthen, and heal us in places we didn't even realize were broken. This is the work of our loving Father.

"God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains; it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world."
~C.S. Lewis

"Blessings alone do not open our eyes. Indeed, blessings by themselves tend to close our eyes. We do not come to know Him in the blessing, but in the breaking." 
~Chip Brogden

Tuesday, September 16, 2014


"Caring for our seniors is perhaps the greatest responsibility we have. Those who walked before us have given so much and made possible the life we enjoy." ~John Hoeven

We jumped in with both feet, my husband and I. From the get-go, it was sink or swim. For months, long days stretched into the nighttime hours as we pressed to prepare our home for their arrival.

Vacating our house was bittersweet. Honestly, I don't miss it one bit. But the process of shedding so much of our old lives was painful at times. Perhaps it was the physical exhaustion of hard work and the constant to-do lists that empowered us to ride the emotional waves of change.

Moving my folks into our house was daunting. Quick decisions on what the smaller space would accommodate equalled those we'd just stumbled through in the remodeling process. Family and friends know how I agonized over every decision. Would they like this color of paint? Texture of carpet? Choice of kitchen cabinets? But to decide which of their possessions made the cut? I had to defer to my more level-headed family members who were better equipped to make snap decisions.

It's been almost four months since my parents changed their address to our own. There isn't time to share all the emotional highs and lows they've experienced, and how my husband and I have allowed ourselves to shadow their unpredictable roller coaster ride. Their sense of loss has been profound. Too many times I have found myself in tears because I found my mom crying. I have felt a rash of anger overtake me at the unexpected outbursts of one or both. Time after time, their moments of frustration, depression, and defeat have wormed their way into my spirit and wreaked havoc. On the flip side, witnessing their smiles and fleeting sense of joy and contentment has felt like a healing balm on my own soul.

This shouldn't surprise me, this shadowing of emotions and experiences. Isn't this how my role as a parent as often played out? When our children are happy, I'm happy. When they hurt, I hurt.

Today, I realized I am free of this! I can love my parents ~ my kids ~ my spouse, without shadowing their every mood and experience. Does it mean I care any less? Not on your life.

It means I can take care of myself and honor my own journey and experience apart from theirs. And here's where it gets really good ~ in the process, I will be strengthened and better equipped in my roles as daughter, mother, wife, friend.

Today I read, caregiving can shave ten years off your life. CAN. Not WILL. Today's epiphany, which I believe to be truth, must have practical application. My journey into discovering what that looks like begins here and now.

I will share every morsel and nugget in hopes it speaks to someone else. This caregiving journey, it's a call to "love in action". I forget this in the midst of all the dailys. But "love in action" has got to be one of my highest callings. It begins with caring for myself ~ so I can, in turn, care for others. And maybe, just maybe, my smile and joyful countenance will be contagious.

"A cheerful look brings joy to the heart; good news makes for good health." ~Proverbs 15:30

"Perhaps in receiving we heal others, in giving we heal ourselves." ~Author Unknown