"No," I said again, "I'm not interested in meditating on You loving and serving us."
Let me back up a minute. Just before Lent started, I commited to a new method of praying with scripture. I made a list of the major "action" moments of Jesus' life from John's Gospel, and I've been working my way through the list.
Next up on the list: The Washing of the Disciples' Feet.
Now, back to the story...
I realized a couple of days ago that I'm
It doesn't seem like it has. I feel abandoned and forgotten.
This morning, I woke up to a text from a friend happily declaring that God is so good. The text went on to describe the reasons why. I found myself thinking, "Of course. Because you aren't me, and God is willing to bring good things into your life."
Earlier this afternoon, I got a text from another friend asking for prayers. My prayer was something along these lines: "God, please bring good things into _____'s life. Don't treat her the way You treat me. Let her be holy and HAPPY."
...did I mention that I'm kind of mad at God?
At one point, I even went so far as to let God know that I think He is taking advantage of the fact that He knows I won't walk away. This God thing - this faithful Catholic life thing- I'm all in.
Here's the truth of the matter though. We have to live the victory.
God does love me. He does bring good things into my life. He doesn't do everything the way I would, but that is the biggest blessing He gives us. Because He can see perfectly. His ways are best.
Does that suck sometimes? Yes. But only because we are human.
Does it hurt like crazy sometimes? Yes. But only because we are being made holy.
Does it look unreasonable and unfair sometimes? Yes. But only because Satan is constantly clouding our vision.
Today, I'm standing at a crossroads. I have a choice to make. I can stand up, trust God to build the Kingdom with my suffering, and LIVE like I'm all in. Or, I can continue about my life with my arms crossed in stubbornness, pretending like God owes me the life I envision for myself.
What do I want to do? I want to be stubborn. I want to wait and try to force God's hand. I want to throw a mini-temper tantrum until He gives in.
But I gain nothing by holding on.
I gain nothing, but Satan wins.
I don't want to be someone who hands Satan a win.
So what am I going to do?
Well, first of all I'm going to pray that scripture I said no to this morning. And I'm going to meditate on God made flesh kneeling before His Church -before me- and humbly and lovingly serving.
And I'm going to choose to trust that Jesus. I will choose to trust that He is building.
Because I gain nothing by holding on.