come all you weary

So I'm sitting at work and had a bit of a discovery and I have to write this quickly before the beauty of the whole thing leaves me. I should probably also be quick because there is more than likely a guy locked in a dark room somewhere working for our company who watches my every move on the internet. I'm preeetty sure writing an entry here doesn't count as a value-added proposition…so I'll be brief.

I realized that God gives me perspective. I also realized what a rare and beautiful gift perspective is. Some of the wisest, most respected people I know are the ones who can simply put the everyday happenings of life into their proper places in the grand scheme.
Over the past week, I've heard what I would normally consider some pretty bad news from a variety of people on a variety of things. Instead of pulling my hair out and elevating my blood pressure to levels that kills men over 40, I've had a strange peace. I say strange because rationally, I feel like these things should stress me or make me angry, but I surprise even myself and stay calm.

My peace largely comes from knowing that the course of my life is ultimately in the Lord's hands. With trials comes perseverance, and when one door closes, another has opened somewhere in its place. I know that sounds a bit cliché, but I'm serious when I say that I'm relieved to have my life out of my control. It gives life depth, putting instances into perspective, knowing that others have endured far worse than I in the past, and that the quality of my future is dependent only on my ability to submit. Not saying that everyday with Jesus is a happy-go-lucky march into candyland, because that's not what He promises. It is, however, a rich journey where my burden is His, and His is mine. So I'm sitting at work and had a bit of a discovery and I have to write this quickly before the beauty of the whole thing leaves me. I should probably also be quick because there is more than likely a guy locked in a dark room somewhere working for our company who watches my every move on the internet. I'm preeetty sure writing an entry here doesn't count as a value-added proposition…so I'll be brief.

I realized that God gives me perspective. I also realized what a rare and beautiful gift perspective is. Some of the wisest, most respected people I know are the ones who can simply put the everyday happenings of life into their proper places in the grand scheme.
Over the past week, I've heard what I would normally consider some pretty bad news from a variety of people on a variety of things. Instead of pulling my hair out and elevating my blood pressure to levels that kills men over 40, I've had a strange peace. I say strange because rationally, I feel like these things should stress me or make me angry, but I surprise even myself and stay calm.

My peace largely comes from knowing that the course of my life is ultimately in the Lord's hands. With trials comes perseverance, and when one door closes, another has opened somewhere in its place. I know that sounds a bit cliché, but I'm serious when I say that I'm relieved to have my life out of my control. It gives life depth, putting instances into perspective, knowing that others have endured far worse than I in the past, and that the quality of my future is dependent only on my ability to submit. Not saying that everyday with Jesus is a happy-go-lucky march into candyland, because that's not what He promises. It is, however, a rich journey where my burden is His, and His is mine.