It recently struck me that what I love about my faith is having something to offer. A friend of mine is going through a time of personal crisis at the moment. You know how sometimes a crisis hits, and it’s a fast-paced, action-packed, frenetic period of emotional (and sometimes physical) upheaval that leaves you wrung out and physically as well as emotionally drained? Well, this is not like that. This is like watching a tsunami hit in very slow motion. It’s so slow that you don’t even realise the wave is coming until it’s washed over you. She is slowly losing her footing in life, and feeling overwhelmed and washed away.
I would feel hopeless, frustrated and impotent. All I can do is offer a shoulder to cry on, but she’s in a place where she doesn’t ant to speak to anyone at all. All I can do is let her know (from a distance) that her friendship matters to me, and hope that helps. Or it would be all I could do … the fact is that there’s so much more that I can do.
I can offer hope.
I have first-hand experience of the refreshing, the comfort in the midst of trials, the peace in the face of chaos. I know that people who don’t walk in faith think that this is imaginary. Escapism at its finest. I suppose in their position, that’s how I’d explain it, too. Having lived it, I know different. It’s as real s my relationship with Papa Bear or the girls – if not more so.
And I can offer this to my friend: I can offer her a path out of the darkness, and a light at the end of the tunnel. I’ve walked the path, and seen the light.
And I pray that she will, too.
If you’re looking for a peace that seems elusive, trying to make sense of a world that seems chaotic, that sense of peace is available – for free! – to anyone who asks for it. Leave me a comment and I’ll reply to you, and tell you how I found the peace that has changed my life and made all the burdens bearable.