Don't you hate life when it spits in your face, kicks your shins, and leaves you for dead? When you're a child life is all about rhapsody, blissful enchantment; dreams are limitless and reality bigger than your imagination.
To bad rhapsody cannot envelop you into its arms and keep you from feeling life's little pricks and pains. Honestly, if you prick your finger, you bleed and if your shin is kicked, it typically bruises. Life is like that you know. It ebbs and flows.
Jesus didn't promise a bed of roses, but he did promise grace to handle that which comes your way. He also promised to give us the Holy Spirit who would provide council and wisdom to help you navigate rocky waters and grid locked reality.
Nevertheless, just once I'd like to be calloused enough that I wouldn't feel the prick or the kick. Yet I suppose such callousedness might also prevent me from feeling the love of others and the tender hugs from my children, the warm hug of a friend, and the ecstasy of my wife's embrace.
So, life does ebb and flow – some bad, some good, and some just plain old bland. When it hurts, it is nice to know that I still bleed – it is nice to know there is a savior who comforts me. It is comforting to know there is a God who knows me, good and bad, and still loves me.
Sure life is challenging and I sure could use your prayers as my life ebbs and flows. I could your prayers to give me wisdom and disciple to be the provider, father, husband God has called me to be.
And there remains three - faith, hope and love. Somehow, in all this I have faith that God will supply my needs to be all that I am supposed to be. I can hope that someday I'll be free from the ebb and flow, free from pain and free from sorrow. Back to beautiful rhapsody - with no end. Finally, there is love. And, isn't it love that brings meaning to life, especially when it’s kicking your shins? God has given me love - when I feel hurt, ashamed, meandering, purposeless it is the love of my wife and God that gives motion to my feet and will to my heart. After all love is the raft on the river of life that ebbs and flows and grace my life preserver.