I am at the Rio 2016 Olympics and this is a guest post from a remarkable woman, Susan B. Mead.
Susan, author, survivor, and an individual who has dealt with multiple losses, is an empathetic, powerful, sought-after speaker with real answers to life’s tough questions. Susan is a Senior Ordained Chaplain, Certified by the International Critical Incident Stress Foundation, for individuals and groups suffering trauma. Susan’s best-selling book Dance with Jesus: From Grief to Grace, is available on Amazon.
Susan tweets @SusanBMead, posts scripture graphics daily on Facebook and Instagram and hosts the DanceWithJesus™ blog linkup each Friday at her website, SusanBMead.com.
Just Show Up
Have you ever lost something dear to you? You looked high and low – then looked again, retracing every step and picking up every piece of paper in your path. Yet you were disappointed, distraught and even disgusted with yourself (or whomever!) for losing it in the first place.
Yea, me too.
My husband’s wedding ring seemed to be missing – again. Not the first time, but the second time this year, his wedding band turned up MIA.
Anger, hurt, and dismay warred in me. He remembers his watch, yet forgets ME? When he removes his wedding ring it seems to distance me from his heart in my mind.
Anybody else ever dealt with these thoughts and feelings, for whatever reason?
Was I out of my mind to think like this? Holt loves me – and was distraught at the loss – his loss. So much emotion at play for both of us, which is a very vulnerable place to be.
Would I wind up words to hurl them, hurting him – and our marriage – over a thing – his ring?
Or would I line up beside him, raising hands and praising God for His faithfulness to us. God kept us together through the hardest loss of all, the loss of a child, a son, our youngest one.
Does a thing – a ring – really matter?
Truth hit me – square in the face. This is exactly where the enemy wants me – and you – to be. Warring with our husbands – for whatever reason.
So we looked again, thinking just show up, please. Seemed like nothing – except prayer and praise – would raise this ring!
God knocked on my heart early, so up I got and down I sat to read His Word and pray His will – with a special prayer raised for revealing the ring, restoring the thing that symbolizes my husband’s commitment to our marriage. Please let it just show up, God.
Knock, knock, Holt rapped on my door, something he seldom does when I pray. He just showed up at the door, raised his hand, revealing his ring, restored to it’s rightful place!
You know what he said? “It just showed up on the middle of my dresser, in plain sight.”
Praise God! Only You, God, place that which is lost right in front of us – when we just show up in prayer and praise, trusting You to show up when we need You most.
