So, a few minutes ago I was rushing again….rushing again to knock some things off my ever-growing to-do list. One of them was to clean out the car which had accumulated some tools and books and my favorite coffee cup. So, as I was grabbing eVERy item, I thought I had better make two trips, but then nixed that thinking that I could ‘handle’ it.
Well, I couldn’t ‘handle’ it, and the handle of what has recently become my oh-so-favorite coffee cup slipped from my full hands and shattered on the driveway.
Instantly, I saw the analogy….”shattered Faith”. You see, this favorite mug had the word “Faith” written on it in beautiful script multiple times. Throughout my days it had been a reminder to me of the fact that Faith is an integral part of my day, my thoughts, my life. And there it lay shattered. Such an analogy for how difficult circumstances can lead us to drop it all and have our faith be shattered.
But I picked up the pieces and will not fall apart over a little thing like a mug. But it made me pause and think of how easily it is to become so fragmented in our faith when our days are broken up with endless to-do lists and rushing through. So, I put down the to-do list and sat. I sat and thought and got refocused. My heartbeat slowed and the urgency of all the stuff to get done waned, and I thought of the verse that has carried me through so many times.
Psalm 37:10 says, “Be still and know that I am God. ” I so know by experience that I can be still in my heart in the midst of endless chores and tasks and busy-ness. But, this past week, that peace hasn’t characterized me at all. I’m a bit drained and tired, and am grieving the loss of some substantial ‘brokeness’ in my family. In the midst of that, I’ve tried to push through to keep up with all of the stuff.
Well, that shattered mug that fell to the ground thankfully brought me back to earth. I’m so thankful for the gentle and sometimes not-so-gentle reminders that God gives us. I pray for the eyes to see them and the heart to believe in the One who calls me to a Faith that is not in what I see or understand, but in Him who called me to walk in a relationship with Him. He is good. And maybe brokenness is sometimes needed in our lives to remind us that the Unseen is so much more real in our lives than the stuff we hold onto.
So, I was careless with holding on to the handle. But I pray that I will hold unswervingly…without wavering to the One who holds on to me and is faithful. This world is not all there is. But our relationship with Him? Our Faith? That’s eternally worth holding onto with a steady heart and both hands.
Hebrews 10:23 says, “Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful”. He is faithful. Amen. In the midst of all that we face in our lives, He remains faithful.