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So, Wednesday night I got woken up from a lovely nap with my newborn daughter to some of the worst pain I've ever experienced. After it had escalated from a 5 to a 9 on the pain scale in about 20 minutes we decided it was time for a trip to the ER. So Mom, her sweet friend and neighbor Maj and I were on our way to the ER and all the sudden I felt horribly nauseous and just knew I was going to throw up. And I did.
Ok, back up to the day before. Mom and I were running errands and decided to get a treat for Isaac while we were running around. We were throwing away our trash from the Sonic run and I couldn't find that pesky brown paper bag that all the food had come in and I was so annoyed. Where is that dumb paper bag? I thought to myself, really annoyed that I could never seem to get the car cleaned out to any level of decency.
Well as I was leaning forward the next day and knowing that I had only seconds before I would have to completely throw up all over my car, there it was. The paper bag. And as hokey and silly as this may sound, in the midst of my pain and the chaos of the moment, the Lord was there, right there in the brown paper bag. All the sudden in the part of my brain that connects to my spirit and my soul--something registered. God is here. In the chaos, going before me in ALL the details, including this paper bag.
My untidy loose ends are His tidy ones. His sovereign order at work in the midst of my disorder. And He is great enough to pay attention to running the universe and make sure that paper bag was where I needed it when I needed it. And if He can go before me in even this, He can go before me in the much more significant much more substantial details of this trial as well. Praise Him that His goodness condescends to the measly mundane details of our lives to prove over and over the greatness of His power.
Be still my soul, the Lord is on thy side. Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain. Leave to thy God to order and provide, in every change He faithful will remain. Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.
