"Can God be counted on? Count blessings and find out how many of His bridges have already held." - ann voskamp, one thousand gifts, p.151. emphasis mine.
my very favorite part of one thousand gifts is in this chapter.
to be honest with you, i had forgotten about it until i reread it again. but i greeted the rereading like you do a long-unseen friend.
this is it:
"Is that it? When it gets dark, it's only because God has tucked me in a cleft of the rock and covered me, protected, with His hand? In the pitch, I feel like I'm falling, sense the bridge giving way, God long absent. In the dark, the bridge and my world shakes, cracking dreams. But maybe this is true reality: It is in the dark that God is passing by... God is in the tremors. Dark is the holiest ground, the glory passing by. In the blackest, God is closest, at work, forging His perfect and right will. Though it is black and we can't see and our world seems to be free-falling and we feel utterly alone, Christ is most present to us, I-beam supporting in earthquake. Then He will remove His hand. Then we will look.
"Then we look back and see His back." p.156
i have never considered that; considered the darkness as His protection, His hand covering and shielding me. and it reminds me of the words I quoted from david platt a few weeks ago, that perhaps all the suffering is the world is actually evidence of God's great mercy. that perhaps, He holds back 99% of the suffering that could be occurring instead of the 1% we have.
and maybe that's it. maybe the darkness are the times that we're carried, that we're shielded, and the darkness in front of us is evidence of that, of His mercy toward us, a manifestation of His outpouring of love and grace into our lives. maybe when we see darkness, when we feel evil pressing closest against us, it is only because we, like Moses, must be shielded from the Shekinah glory that would kill us if we saw it.
maybe being pressed into darkness by His hand alone is how He saves our lives.
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