Octobermomma’s Notions

Do you ever wonder about that light at the end of the tunnel?  I know you have heard the old cliche expression and the quaint comeback that the light is a train.  I have to say, I am tired of being run over by the locomotives on this track I’m on.  If I could find an emergency escape exit in this tunnel I would use it in a heartbeat.  Unfortunately, the engineer who designed my tunnel didn’t provide me with an escape route.

So, what does that mean for me?  That I have to continue to travel toward this oncoming train with no hope of avoiding it?  That I continue to hope against hope that the light is a little bit of sunshine blessings that will rain down on me instead of a train?  Well, I haven’t been very optimistic about my options lately.  I know in my head that this is a dry spell and that dry spells come and go and that I will survive this as I have other difficulties in my life.  I know this in my head but apparently, I am ruled by my heart.  So how do you convince your heart of something your head knows when your heart is dead set against listening?

I don’t know.

I am finding myself falling on my face before God and pleading for His mercy on my life.  I know that I cannot do anything without His strength.  I know that He has a plan for me and that His plan is perfect.  I know that He will sustain me until He calls me home.  Maybe instead of praying for mercy and blessings, I should be praying for His comfort.  My soul is tired, my resolve is weakening, but my hope carries on.  My hope is in the Lord, and He will not fail. I must find a way to accept the comfort only He can offer.  I must trust in the Lord completely – my struggles are not too big for Him to handle.

So, dear reader, if you wouldn’t mind, please pray for me that my spirit would be refreshed and that I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and know that it is not a train, but the Son.