I think it’s a waste of time to focus on getting older. It seems to me that our focus needs to be on how the story of our life goes. As I’m scrambling to find pictures to honor Agnes Elizabeth, my mother-in-law, I found two pictures that tell a story.
One with her three brothers:
And a picture with her parents and brothers long after . . .
A lot of life had been lived between pictures. I know some of the details of the story of in-between. And. One thing I know for sure . . . faith was at the center of their story . . . in every chapter of their life. Whatever the circumstances, they believed the presence of God changed the dynamics of it all, and lived with unprecedented faith. 2 Corinthians 4: 7-10 had been pressed deep within them:
We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves. We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair. We are hunted down, but never abandoned by God. We get knocked down, but we are not destroyed. Through suffering, our bodies continue to share in the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be seen in our bodies (NLT).
I know they faced some incredible hardships with strength and power beyond human ability. Because. Their life contained the great treasure– the presence, power, and peace of the Spirit of God–the One who changes the story, empowering and giving strength beyond imagination to press forward without being crushed by the troubles of this world.
(Written by Kerrie Carlisle Palmer © 2015 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED)