I've been attempting to gather my thoughts for a little while on what exactly it is that I wish to speak about in this post. Recently I have experienced many humbling experiences and can't help but wonder what God's individual message is to me at this time in my life. I am a firm believer that there is a purpose and meaning to everything we experience and that a prayer to God does not go unanswered. I can't help but wonder that when two people pray for the exact same thing and the result is either answering one person's prayers and not the others how God chooses which prayer to answer. And I suppose this also leads me to wonder if God's favor is dispersed differently to different believers. Job had done nothing to be afflicted with all the torment he experienced and was clearly seen righteous in God's eyes, however, by the standards of looking at his life it would hardly seem that he had God's favor. Then I think do we sometimes face a sense of entitlement like our standing in God merits things going our way or that pleasant results are all we should experience.
At what point does God clearly say no so many times that you feel you are 'out of standing' with Him? For me, I search my soul for sin and I come up with so many that I feel ashamed to call myself a Christian, yet, none are unconfessed or without forgiveness. I perhaps have a jealous eye-view sometimes when I look at others getting the things I want and wonder - is their relationship with God richer than mine so he has poured his favor upon them. And then I am humbled when I look at those I respect and see that their trial is harder than mine at this time and wonder if I am just never content. I feel like I am still healing from putting myself out there to experience a rejection that kind of set me back emotionally. I am also hurting in that support I thought I had was not there and perhaps has been rubbed in my face that it was not there. I know that God's will is perfect and I guess I just fear that I don't know where my desires and hurts fall into His will.
I rarely talk about some of my hurts because I don't want an outpouring of sympathy nor do I want people to think I am ungrateful for the things I do have. When I was single it pained me to not be married - so much so that I feared living the rest of my life alone. I truly have always been one to desire the companionship of someone in my life to walk life's roads with me. My desires were met beyond what I could ask or imagine in Josh and the life we have built together and when I look back I see God's perfect handiwork and impeccable timing in our lives. Now my heart desires desperately to be a mother and in 3 years of marriage we have not even had the false expectation that we might be pregnant. When I hear of a child being pulled from an abusive home I question God's will and plan. Why would God allow a child to go through the suffering of being physically, sexually or emotionally abused when in Josh & I are two people who desperately want to pour out our love on a child? I truly do not wish for this to sound as if I am doubting God's wisdom rather my understanding is too finite to understand His infinite plan. Josh & I are completely open to the idea of adoption and in no way would I feel robbed by not having the experience of having our own child.
With the concept of adoption it seems that timing is never right. The hours I work would be horrible to bring into our lives someone that may need extra attention. And I guess this leads me to another of my big hurts at this time. Josh has put himself out there so many times trying to find a church to pastor. Josh's desire to preach the word of God and to shepperd a church is so sincere and well intentioned that I can't comprehend why he is still without a church. Everytime Josh discovers a new church to apply to that we feel has potential I see his heart leap for joy with the possibility of pastoring again. And as days turn into weeks without hearing back from a church I see his joy fade and his heart grow saddened. I can't explain in words how painful it is to watch him go through this process. I also desire to be back in ministry in the capacity of a pastor's wife. To reach out in the community with love to those who need help. I think the hardest parts of rejection are the soul-searching that is involved with it and telling others that you did not get what it was that you hoped for. I just don't know why when someone is out there saying "Here I am Lord, send me" that the answer is sometimes "No". And it seems as you hear more and more "no's" in life the self-doubt grows stronger.
How I wish that some days all of the answers were written clearly in black and white so that questions didn't linger. Though I know that will never happen its hard not to wish for it considering I have always been such a black and white person. I will continue to go on praying and hoping and praying and hoping.. but it feels good to just at least write about some of this stuff and get my thoughts out there.
Sonya