Seems Counterintuitive…

Vitamins stink!  And I’m speaking literally, not figuratively.  In one particular drawer in my bathroom, I keep my daily pills (yes, I know they should be kept in a cool, dry place, but-whatever).  Whenever I open that drawer, “Shew!” that odor of Centrum Silver and Vitamin B Complex  comes wafting out.

And yet I take them.  Perhaps you do, too.  We know they’re good for us.  And in today’s society, we’ve got myriads of other kinds of yucky things we take or do–because we trust some kind of scientific “evidence” they are good for us.  Probiotics, fiber, organic, anti-inflammatory, raw, non-GMO, steel-cut, soy, almond, cider vinegar, nutritional yeast, ginger, turmeric, disgustingly brown or green smoothies… Yuck!  Yuck!  Yuck!

So, I was thinking that if we do all these things for our good based on worldly evidence, why do we view the “yucky” trials that come into our life as if they were “bad” for us, when the Holy Word of God gives ample evidence that they are for our good (or someone’s-yes, I believe you can serve as the “horrible warning” for someone else :)) Take a look at John 16:33; Romans 5:3; Romans 8:28; Romans 12:12; II Corinthians 12:9; I Peter 4:12.

True, I do know horrific things happen to people-I pray about this each day, but that’s another issue.  I am talking about “Oh, I didn’t get enough sleep last night, I’ll be tired all day”,  “That stupid old man didn’t notice the light turn green in time, and now I have to sit through another cycle of lights”, “Oh no, the air conditioning went out, and the repairman can’t get here until tomorrow” etc…  First world problems.  And, as for me: “I was found to have scoliosis as a child and had to wear a back brace”,” I was severely burned in hot water in high school and still have scars”, “I developed Guillain-Barre Syndrome as an adult and can hardly take care of myself.”  I’ll bet you have a list, too.

Well, guess what?  I believe those trials in my life (and those in yours) are for my/your good, because His Word tells me so. I can testify that God has and continues to use mine to humble me, to force me to run to Him in study and in prayer, to implant in me a sense of empathy for others who are suffering, and so much more.  They have been blessings to me!

Would I choose them?  No.  But I choose those vitamins.

I will close with a quote from the Right Reverend J. C. Ryle, Bishop of Liverpool (1816-1900) who, himself lost two wives to death:

“Let us mark this well. There is nothing which shows our ignorance so much as our impatience under trouble. We forget that every trial is a message from God – and intended to do us good in the end. Trials are intended to make us think, to wean us from the world, to send us to the Bible, to drive us to our knees. Health is a good thing. But sickness is far better, if it leads us to God. Prosperity is a great mercy. But adversity is a greater one, if it brings us to Christ.” — J.C. Ryle (1816-1900)

Amen.

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4 Responses to Seems Counterintuitive…

  1. Lisa says:

    Sometimes I think God lets us go through trials and problems so that we learn more about Him, and sometimes so that we see something about ourselves. Maybe, as you said, our suffering reveals something to us about the hardness of our (my) hearts and teaches us empathy. Sometimes maybe there are other “heart lessons” to be learned. It’s like peeling away layers of an onion, and each situation reveals a new layer that needs to be dealt with, in His timing and in His way. At any rate, it would be awful to me to think that there was no purpose behind our suffering. How hopeless that would be! I’m glad you wrote again today, Teddi! Keep up the good work!

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  2. Michelle Ellis says:

    This was the best thing I’ve read in a while…except for the Bible. Lol. I remember that burn of yours. Casa Bonita? I thought of it several times while recovering from my own burn 10 years ago.

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    • Indeed it was ole Casa Bonita. Seems like I had to take makeup finals all that year, because I was out so long. My leg used to kill me when marching that next year in Lionettes…

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