God Will Make a Way
Several years ago, I was at choir practice at church. One thing I liked about our rehearsals was that we often spent time in prayer for each other. One evening when we were sharing requests, I was burdened for one of my daughters. She was about to make a decision that was really bad. It was literally breaking my heart and I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t share the specifics of the situation, but when we prayed for all of those unspoken requests I was in tears. Some of the other choir members saw my tears, came over and put their arms around me and prayed for me. Then our choir director began singing softly and soon we all joined in.
“God will make a way, where there seems to be no way.
He works in ways we cannot see, He will make a way for me.
He will be my guide, hold me closely to His side.
With love and strength for each new day,
He will make a way, He will make a way.”
I can’t explain it. I didn’t have any answers, but I was comforted and encouraged. I went home that night with more hope than I’d had in a long time.
It was two months later, in the middle of the night, my daughter was on the phone about to make this bad decision I had worried about and it was right then that my husband had a massive stroke. Frantic, I ran to the kitchen and said, “Honey, get off the phone. Something’s wrong with dad. I need to call 911.” Of course she got off of the phone, the ambulance came and we rushed to the hospital.
A few weeks later my daughter and I were talking. My husband did survive and we were about to move into a whole different way of living; me as a caregiver and my husband in a wheelchair. My daughter and I were having a really serious talk, about the significance of the stroke and the timing and the phone call. By the way, she had thought twice about the mistake she almost made. She was making much better choices.
She asked me, “Mom, why do you think God let that happen? Dad is a good man, he’s worked hard for his family; why does God do stuff like this?” And I told her, “Honey, did God cause the stroke? Well, I know nothing happens without Him knowing about it. Could he have stopped it? Yes, I believe that. But, He’s allowed this to happen and I am confident of one thing. Would your Dad give his life for you, so yours can be better? You bet he would. My dear daughter, he just did that.”
We cried that night. It was a poignant, soul-searching, sin-cleansing, eye-opening moment with God for both of us. Oh that we would be in tune with Him for more moments like these. I don’t mean strokes, but what comes after, complete surrender, obedience and trust in every situation.
And this is important….If you had told me 14 years ago that I would be telling you that I have joy in caring for my husband in a wheelchair, I would have said, “You’re crazy. I can’t live like this for the rest of my life.” But let me tell you, God took a bad, bad situation and He turned it into a good one.
Now, do I get mad at Richard? Yes. Does he get upset with me? Sometimes. We have our ups and downs just like everyone. Do I wish we could go to the beach and take walks like we used to? Yes. Sometimes I’m tired of being the able-bodied person in our home. I don’t want to be the one who is always driving; there are days I wish I didn’t have to lift that wheelchair one more time.
But I can sincerely tell you, those thoughts are fleeting. Whenever I feel sorry for myself and want wallow in self-pity, I thank God He’s given me the opportunity to care for Richard; where would he be without me? I thank God for the things that have happened as a result of this stroke. Because you see God has turned me into a giver instead of a taker. I am content and I have peace. How does that happen? By the power of God. He has our best interests at heart. Oh and by the way……He knows what He’s doing.
Changing You, Little by Little