I keep running into them. (Maybe it’s because I am one.) Maybe they (we) are greater in number these days; but, more likely, there always was a mighty army of us.
Who is this multitude? Christians who, in the depth of trial, find themselves at peace. The sky is falling, but they know the One who formed the sky. Waves are crashing, but they know the One who calms the sea. They’ve gone from the frying pan to the fire, but they know the One who invented that pan—and every ingredient contained therein—and orchestrated the time and temp.
Another thing we have in common is this: What we went through made such a difference—on so many levels—that, even if we could have a do-over, we wouldn’t. God knew what He was doing, and the fruit of the thing far outweighs the TSD. [I just coined that (I think). It stands for Trouble of Short Duration.]
Another common thread: none of us went through it without transgression. (Even Job couldn’t make such a boast!) As we faced each day of the TSD (I’m likin’ that one, hehe), each of us confesses occasions when we were angry at certain individuals, worried about tomorrow, or even wondering if somehow God was asleep at the wheel.
But God faithfully continued in spite of us. The bottom line is, He’s refining us; these momentary lapses don’t define us, they refine us. Frankly, more than most, we stand awestruck, bringing us to a place of worship.
Don’t be surprised if you run into one of us: we are the persevering peaceful; the unemployed but unfazed; oppressed but optimistic; abused but able; crushed but contented; shunned but shining.
Watch around you. In the times we are living in, you will find us coming out of the woodwork. In the middle of a burning furnace, we can see the Man walking upright. We are being showered from on High with peace that surpasses understanding. It’s the short ticket to the long haul. “Hang in there, Baby!”
Yes, watch for us. We live and breathe Romans 8 and 2 Corinthians 4: We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.