It is certain that if you are living today,
that you have (and will continue to) face a variety of challenges in your life as you continue to mature and hold those you love (even closer to
your heart).
James
1:2-4 (MSG) makes this spiritual power house of a statement that can occasionally
be difficult to make a reality. “Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you
from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into
the open and shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything
prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not
deficient in any way.”
I’m a big proponent of Christian artists
(like Ryan
Stevenson) that can simplify give a
scriptural concept (like Hebrews 6:18-19) into the confines of a song (like Eye of the Storm). What do the lyrics
convey to you, the reader, about weathering the storms of life?
Chorus
In the eye of the storm, You remain in control
In the middle of the war, You guard my soul
You alone are the anchor, when my sails are torn
Your love surrounds me, in the eye of the storm
In the eye of the storm, You remain in control
In the middle of the war, You guard my soul
You alone are the anchor, when my sails are torn
Your love surrounds me, in the eye of the storm
Verse One
When the solid ground is falling
out, from underneath my feet,
between the black skies and my red eyes, I can barely see
and when I’m feeling like I’ve let down by my friends and my family, I can hear the rain reminding me
between the black skies and my red eyes, I can barely see
and when I’m feeling like I’ve let down by my friends and my family, I can hear the rain reminding me
Chorus
Verse Two
When my hopes and dreams are far
from me, and I’m running out of faith
I see the future I pictured slowly fade away
And when the tears of pain and heartache are pouring down my face
I find my peace in Jesus' name
I see the future I pictured slowly fade away
And when the tears of pain and heartache are pouring down my face
I find my peace in Jesus' name
Chorus
Verse Three
When the test comes in and the darkness says
I’ve only got a few month left
Is like a bitter pill I’m swallow in, I can barely take a breathe
And when addiction steals my baby girl, and there’s nothing I can do
My only hope is to trust You, I trust you Lord
Is like a bitter pill I’m swallow in, I can barely take a breathe
And when addiction steals my baby girl, and there’s nothing I can do
My only hope is to trust You, I trust you Lord
Chorus (four times)
Verse Four
The Lord is my Shepherd
I have all that I need
He lets me rest in green meadows
He leads me beside peaceful streams
He renews my strength
He guides me along right paths, bringing honor to His Name
Even when I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid
For You are close beside me
I have all that I need
He lets me rest in green meadows
He leads me beside peaceful streams
He renews my strength
He guides me along right paths, bringing honor to His Name
Even when I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid
For You are close beside me
My entire family is trying to come
to terms with a life storm we are all currently experiencing. The matriarch of our
clan is my maternal one-hundred year-old grandmother, Erma Eagle. (She’s also
been a powerful, consistent female influence throughout my life.)
Though my grandmother is one of the
best conversationalists (and cooks) I’ve ever met, at her current age both her
memory and health are waning. Plans will need to be made in the near future as
to how to grant her wishes for her comfort and health (in her final years).
The Bible provides two very important mandates for the care of elderly
parents with needs. Proverbs 23:22 (MSG) demands, “Listen
with respect to the father who raised you, and when your mother grows old,
don’t neglect her. I Timothy 5:8 (MSG) verifies, “Anyone
who neglects to care for family members in need [invalidates] the faith. That’s worse than refusing to
believe in the first place.”
I am certain of one thing. The
Almighty has been with my grandmother throughout every facet of her amazing
life. When she takes her last breath here on Earth, her loving Heavenly Father
will tightly hold her trembling hand.
They will both enter the pearly gates
into Heaven to be accosted by the myriad (of family and friends) that have been
waiting to greet her for such a long time (in the way that humans try to measure
time in a eternal, timeless location). In that crowd, there may be her eight miscarriage
great grandchildren from Bobbi and me (that she’s never met nor have we).
Could I ask a favor from you? Would
you pray for wisdom for three very important people in the decision-making process
for Grandma Eagle’s life in her golden years?
These relatives would be my mother
(Grandma’s daughter), Janice Zarbaugh, and my uncle and aunt (Grandma’s son and
“daughter”), Larry and Phyllis Eagle. Lifting them up in prayer to the Heavenly
Father would be greatly appreciated, and an encouragement to me (as your encourager).
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Grandma with her children at her 100th birthday party. |
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