09/22/2006 (2:32 pm)
On the way to the good…
This week has been quite a week of asking, “What is the purpose?” I have had several events that friends are going through that keeps making me ask the question. Recently I heard a Christian speaker say that when we ask “Why God?” we are assuming that we could do a better job. It makes sense. The better question truly is in seeking the purpose because God does cause ALL things to work together for the good. I know that to be absolute truth. Since my mission here lately is to look for the postive in each situation, I am going to blog a couple of the more prominent one’s from this week’s questions, that have left me stumped.
First, a very good friend of mine has a sixteen year old, tender hearted son. Earlier this week his dog died during the process of giving birth to her puppies. Her uterus ruptured and they did emergency surgery, but she never woke up from the anesthesia. She was only three years old. All the puppies died as well. God cares about the sparrows, which follows that He cares about the dogs. I know He cares for the young boy and his tender heart. So I am left wondering, “What was the purpose?” because I know there is one.
The other one involves another dear friend who suffers terribly from Rheumatoid Arthritis, yet is always cheery and much more concerned about me. She has been waiting close to a year for knee replacement surgery, one of the few joints that have not yet been replaced. There have been many postponements for various reasons. In the long waiting period she has experienced extreme damage to one of the nerves that goes from her lower back down her leg. Part of the waiting has been in coordinating the nerve surgeon with the joint surgeon. (and then there is finding an available operating room on a day that both doctors are available, etc) She finally got a firm date, and in her pre-op tests the doctor found something wrong with her heart. Her paperwork was delayed in getting to the cardiologist they reffered her to, and now they cannot complete her testing in time to clear her for the surgery date. She must now wait again for them to coordinate all the details for a new date. In the meantime she has a very fancy walker to keep her from putting much weight on the leg and killing the nerve and possibly the use of her leg, permanently. My finite mind asks, “What could be the purpose?”
Perhaps God is challenging me in this, asking me to trust Him completely, knowing He has a purpose, but sometimes it is one we will never know this side of heaven. Then, I hope and trust it will be that someone else was saved through the one of trials we faced here. May we meet them in the way that brings glory and honor to Jesus.
