June 24, 2020


There is a degree of confidence that comes with knowledge.  Assurance rises through the fullfillment of an agreeable plan.  We rest comfortably while our lives unfold in accordance to the foreseeable circumstances of normal.

We rarely have difficulty when our thoughts are aligned with His and His ways correspond to ours.  The course of life is comfortable while the heavens seem in line with the earth and God does not demand anything beyond our normal aspirations.

What happens when our ways diverge from His;
when His ways cause pain and His thoughts seem cruel?

The worlds of the created can fall apart in the of a span of a day.  Within a week, I received the news that my Sister-in-Law and my cousin have limited time on this earth.  It appears that God’s ways are truly not my ways.  His thoughts assuredly are not my thoughts.  The diagnosis of terminal shocks one out of the delusion of normal and into the confusion of a denied reality.

People die before the time that I had prescribed for them.
Families grieve losses cloaked in the darkness of the unknowable.
Minds are clouded in the defeat of impending death.

This world sucks.

The delusion of normal is a dangerous mindset.  The delusion of the world as wonderful and a place of paradise cannot abide with the reality of suffering.  We were never promised a world of delights.  We were never promised a world unbroken. We were never promised a world without pain.

That is why this world had to be overcome.

We were told that this world contains suffering even as we thrash beneath its hand.  We were told that evil rules even as we look away from the evidence.  We were told that there are mysteries beyond our understanding even as we try to deduce them.

This is why our home is not here.  This world had to be overcome in order for us to escape and enter into true rest.  A terminal diagnosis is yet another reminder that we need a redeemer, a rescuer, who will take us to our rest.  I do not love this world.  I want to go home.

I am thankful that His ways are better than mine.
I am thankful that His thoughts are beyond mine.
I am thanful that He is good.
I am thankful that He has overcome this world.
I am thankful that His love flows.

When normal crumbles, faith must remain.  When knowledge fades, hope must shine.  When defeat abounds, love must abide.





  1. Oh, JD, this is SO good. You are right: we mustn’t be surprised when pain and suffering move in close; it’s to be expected. But thank you for those five “I-am-thankful” reminders, filled with hope and encouragement–and we both know there are more you could have added! Praise God He IS our anchor until Jesus takes us home. P.S. I too am saddened to hear the disappointing prognoses for your sister-in-law and cousin. Praying God’s comfort and peace over your family…

    • Thank you Nancy. Your prayers are very much appreciated!

  2. Thanks for giving grace. : )

  3. Reblogged this on Special Creation Woman and commented:
    Please be praying for JD and his family. And if you like this piece, please be sure to tell the author. Thank you.

  4. It’s hard to click like on this post after you shared about your loved ones limited time on this earth. I admire your faith and your honest questions about God’s ways. God bless you and your family.

  5. Thanks so much for this post: a reminder that God’s ways are far beyond anything our finite minds can comprehend. I was greatly encouraged by your words.
    Thanks also for the recent likes posted on my blog.

  6. Oh, Desiray! What sorrow! I’m so sorry that you are having to go through this. Keep clinging tightly to Jesus and find your peace in Him. You and your family are in my prayers. May God comfort you!

    Love and hugs,


    P.S. Even in the midst of sorrow, you excel as a word smith. I think this was your best, most thoughtful post ever, and if you don’t mind, I’d like to reblog it, asking my followers to pray for you and your family.

    • Thank you Gwennon. Please feel free to reblog

      • Oh, JD. I just wasn’t paying attention when I wrote my comment. I’m still praying for y’all. And I still want to reblog.
        But I’m so embarrassed that I called you by the name of another writer. Your title and hers are similar, and I was in a hurry this morning. I apologize. I’d like to say I won’t let that happen again. Oh, unwelcome sorrow! How unhappily we have met!
        Reblogging now.
        With more than a little embarrassment,
        Psalm 34:18

      • No worries at all. I had missed that myself 😀

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