Glimpse of God POEM
In all the seasons of our life, there are struggles and pressures. It winds us up, pushes us out of balance, drains our energy, and sometimes it wrecks us. It especially does this when we are driven to solve our problems and control our lives on our own. But we don’t have to be alone.
You may think, “Ya, ya, I know what you’re gonna say.” You probably do. But it is especially true when we endure suffering and loss. And that is my current state, with the struggle of being recently widowed and left navigating POTs, an extremely disabling condition that involves dysfunction of the autonomic nervous system. And it’s how I know that talking about the loving presence of God showing up in our lives, like the comfort of a dotting Father, is more significant when we are feeling alone in our discomfort.
So many people feel disconnected, abandoned, and left alone. You don’t have to be widowed, or have a physical condition to suffer. We all suffer in this life, there’s no question about that! But, we can choose to do it with the comfort and presence of God with us; He turns things around. He will lift our burdens, ease our pain, heal our heart, and infuses us with His life in the midst of ours.
Let’s invite Him to step into our life and change our story, and teach us to hear and see where He is. His involvement in my life brings more than all the details I’m living. In good times, I feel that it’s more than I thought or more than enough, but even in hardship, I know that it’s extravagantly more than not!
I’ll leave you with this poem that flooded my heart 15 years ago in the midst of physical suffering, one day when I was struggling to breathe. It came when my Dad prayed for me, and I caught a quick visual awareness that the Lord was there, with me.
—I caught a glimpse—
ordinary day
schedule underway
light breaks through
with a glimpse of you
always near
at times unclear
daily renew
my glimpse of you
Jesus-amazing
strong-unchanging
everything I need
the very air I breathe
Keeping my eyes on Him,
Tami Sorenson Gaupp