When we lose one blessing, another is often, most unexpectedly, given in its place.
I cherished every part of today. The message of Easter is the very heart of Hope. Redemption . . . resurrection . . . rejoice! The key event surrounding that first Easter over 2,000 years ago is the very event central to my Faith: the empty tomb. It never gets old to hear the Easter story, and this morning was no different, only it was extra special to have my parents and sister and her family with me in church and throughout the day.
So many times in life, it is easy to be consumed by disappointment. Circumstances. Relationships. The very things and people that create amazing and beautiful memories can also be the very source of pain and heartache. Just as I have been astonished at the people in my life who have gone above and beyond to bless my family through this trial, I am equally dumbfounded to see the “friends” in my life who have disappeared since diagnosis. Deep down my heart longs to give grace to those who are clearly too consumed by their own “discomfort” about my diagnosis to acknowledge me at all, but the honest reality is that it’s quite disappointing and in many ways makes me wonder how they were ever part of my life pre-diagnosis.
Each one of us is in search of a Hope that is everlasting. It’s impossible for people or things to fulfill that desire. If we allow the disappointments of events in our life dictate our happiness, we will all eventually be left in a state of discouragement.
On Saturday, my youngest son, Lance learned that after building a wonderful relationship with his piano instructor for several months, she left the music school—disappeared without so much as a note to her students. My heart sank for Lance. The situation, however, was the perfect opportunity to reinforce to each of my boys that even in the face of disappointment—a blessing always awaits on the other side. I’m not denying that those moments aren’t painful or frustrating, but what’s great is that each one can be used as an opportunity to grow in our Faith, the only true source of contentment. We can take the “dis” in disappointment and turn it into “divine” appointment.
God’s infinite love and mercy was revealed that first Easter morning, and through His resurrection, we can confidently stand with the precious Truth that He is alive and that His hand is upon our lives. Today, at the root of all the joyous revelry that was celebrated, was the good news—“He is risen!”
Right now I feel like that tiny chick waiting to break through my shell, into the light. I’m further reminded that the darkest part of night comes just before the break of dawn. Out of the darkness, emerges new life, a new Hope.
I am excited to take my current DISappointment in life and turn it into a DIVINE appointment.
6 thoughts on “Breaking Through My Shell”
Once again you have risen.
God’s promise that one amazing and beautiful chick,Nicole will break thru the shell and into the light w/ his grace. love you, A. Vicki
Thank you for your love and prayers! Missing you and looking forward to seeing you soon. xoxoxo ~Nicole
One thing I love about the empty tomb is that Jesus couldn’t stay there. He’s out here on the road walking with us just as the others who choose to be close to us are. Keep lookin’ up Nicole. Love Peg
Love that thought and its so true…Jesus is with Nicole and thank you God