And now, isn’t it wonderful all the ways in which this distress has goaded you closer to God? You’re more alive, more concerned, more sensitive, more reverent, more human, more passionate, more responsible. Looked at from any angle, you’ve come out of this with purity of heart.
2 Corinthians 7:11 (MSG)
I don’t post near as often as I should, but I have a good reason–I am the mommy of the most amazingly beautiful, even-tempered, precious eleven-month-old girl on the planet. Most of the time. The past couple of weeks at home have been…trying, to say the least.
My Angel Princess is teething.
Last night around 2a.m., my husband and I woke up to the most heartwrenching pain-filled screams either of us had ever heard. The anguish in sweet Baby Tessa’s cries was almost more than we could bear. So I went into the nursery, picked her up, gave her some pain reliever, and carried her into the living room for cuddles.
Then I did what every 21st century mom does: I posted about it on Facebook.
I have to be honest: I can’t take full credit for the concept of this particular blog entry; honestly, I can’t take ANY credit. Shortly after I posted my mundane status update on the woes of teething infants, a friend of mine replied:
“So much pain and suffering is endured to create something beautiful in us. Once it erupts we are free from the past hurt and have something shiny and new to show for it.”
Now under normal circumstances, I go into a tizzy when someone Jesus Jukes me–it’s irritating! What my friend didn’t realize, though, was that I had been agonizing over something MAJOR over the past 48 hours–a decision that
could would have drastically and irrevocably changed the path of not just my life, but the lives of many others–including those most dear to me. Her words–amidst a barrage of advice on every teething remedy under the sun–spoke so loudly to me. That while the pain of my ordeal seems intolerable now, more good will come from it than I could possibly know in my current circumstance. That I have to be patient, because God has tremendous things in store for my life–whether I believe He is working–or even cares— or not.
Perhaps most importantly, though, that these are growing pains, and if I push through, God will make me into something wonderful. Maybe a little crooked, perhaps not always clean and sparkling. Something that will definitely involve a lot of maintenance, and possibly major intervention at some point. But something that’s not only beautiful and wonderful, but something with a purpose.
And that, my friend, is definitely something to smile about. 🙂
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