Ever have one of those blog posts that makes you say, “Was that author in my head and heart? How did she know to write that?” That was this post for me. I’m going through a stressful time right now, Hopefully I can share it with you in the coming weeks, but for now, I am waiting. And trying not to fear. I am humbled to have my blogging friend Meg from Adventures With Jude be our guest blogger today. May her post encourage you as much as it did me.
Let’s boast in the Lord together!!
St. Francis deSales held to a steadfast belief that no matter what you are presented with in life, God is with you. We hear the words “Through Him all things are possible,” but St. Francis lived this belief. He patiently waited for the Lord to move people’s hearts. Sometimes it was his own, often it was others’ hearts. He spent three years in Switzerland on what most considered a fool’s mission — patiently waiting for Calvinists to convert to Catholicism. I often impatiently stand in front of the washer, tapping my foot, so I can switch a load, and I know it will happen. I think “If he can manage to be that patient, I can be still for a minute or two more.”
I have a lot of fears. I think that is part of being human, and much the domain of a mother. Most days, they are easily overcome, but some days are harder than others. Many of those are days where I have to address caring for children with special needs, and when things do not go according to the way they are “supposed” to go.
But what I also have is this necklace. The inner circle contains the first few words of the Prayer of St. Francis DeSales:
When I see it in a mirror, or touch my neck and feel it there, I am reminded of the rest of the prayer:
them with full hope that as they arise,
will lead you safely through all things;
God will carry you in His arms.
Do not fear what may happen
will take care of you then and every day.
from suffering or will give you unfailing strength to bear it.
peace, and put aside all anxious thoughts and imaginations.
It is true. Some days, I am shielded and the day goes well. The days that do not, I have my husband, my relatives, and my friends to support me. Sometimes that support is a complete stranger – just the person who pulls the door a little wider when I have a day’s worth of gear hanging from my shoulders and the oversized wheelchair-stroller. God is there, holding me up.
I will not look forward in fear. I will boast in the Lord, my strength and my shield.
Meg is a city girl from Philadelphia, PA who found herself transplanted to a 19-acre farm in the Garden State (NJ) when she married her husband of sixteen years, Neal. She describes herself as “Mom to five, all with special needs. Homeschooling three, racing to beat the bell for two. A little bit crazy, a lot bit happy, marching forward. Life’s an adventure!” She blogs about their crazy life at Adventures with Jude. You can also visit her at Facebook or Pinterest.
Are you fearful right now? Lift up a prayer to the Prince of Peace.