If everything was torn away could I, would I still praise God? A hard question to contemplate. An even harder one to try to answer honestly.
This year, actually the past couple have been hard on my career, my financials, even my personal life. Two years ago a romantic relationship I thought would never end did, in an ugly way. My career ears has been one set back after another. Friends I thought, believed I could count on won’t even return a phone call. And yet thru it all I am more thankful to God. Not for what has happened, but because He keeps picking me back up and helping me to take one more step forward.
A shift in priorities
A few dollars I was not expecting showed up, just in time for new tires for my truck, which needed them desperately. This past year God has provided, some times from places I never saw coming, other times from friends, family, or work. Never too late, I haven’t missed a meal, but rarely early or more than just enough.
Not that long ago I would have been a mental disaster trying to deal with all the stuff. Stressed out over where the money was going to come from or how to pay for this or that. But now I find myself not just learning to be ok with not knowing, but laughing at how God provides, even when I can’t see how it will work out the night before.
It has brought me to a place of trusting and leaning more on the Father then I ever have. However that said, I was reading Philippians this morning and I was thinking about Paul, hungry, beaten, all that he went thru and it started me thinking.
Could I praise God in that place?
I don’t know, and I am thankful I will probably never have to find out.