The part of the marriage vow we say but hope does not happen is the phrase, “for better or for worse.” In the last few months my soul mate (Juanell) and I have seen some of the worst. Our illness have not been terminal, but very painful, weakening and seemingly chronic. Our emotional ups and downs (our grandson’s cancer, and other family members health struggles) have been at the least draining and at worst, the pit of depression. And then comes the spiritual stuggles, the likes of which we have never before had to face.
However, though the grace of God we have perserved. No, not just perserved but have received gift after gift of God’s grace and consolatons. You see, we share in the lament of our love. When things get dark, one of us looks for the candle of perseverance while the other looks for the matches of hope. We find light. Light in our devotions, our service, and in most of all, in our prayers. We do not let despondancy last very long.
Today, Juanell read these verses from her devotional, “We are experiencing all kinds of trouble, but we aren’t crushed. We are confused, but we aren’t depressed. We are harassed, but we aren’t abandoned. We are knocked down, but we aren’t knocked out. We always carry Jesus’ death around in our bodies so that Jesus’ life can also be seen in our bodies.”(2 Cor. 4:8-10 CEB)
She look at me, smiled, and I gave a semi-smile back. I knew what see was thinking and I knew it was time for my pity party to end. When your conscious is clean and your prayers of forgiveness and reliance are molded into a cup which God fills with grace, the lament of love becomes the tie that binds.