Rejoice always.
Pray without ceasing.
In all circumstances give thanks, for this is the will of God for you in Christ Jesus
1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
I’ve blogged about this passage before, about how 15 years ago (!) I had just read and journaled about it when I learned my dad was in ICU. It’s remained a powerful passage for me ever since in both trials and blessings.
It truly is a remarkable thing to ponder. Over the years it’s come to mind repeatedly in very different circumstances:
- as I traveled through the darkest time in my life dealing with depression and loss
- as I struggled in my marriage and through the process of rebuilding & growing closer again
- as I walked with my mom through serious health and mental struggles
- as I’ve given up some very big and long-held dreams for myself
- as I’ve looked at the messy world around me and have been angry about politics and news and actions of my fellow man
Am I really supposed to embrace that passage and to rejoice always? In each of those circumstances am I to truly give thanks? Are they really God’s will for me?
How absurd!
And yet … there it is. What does it mean, really? How can I truly believe it, embrace it, and integrate it as part of my life of faith?
The thing is, I do believe it – at least at some level. I do know that God brings good out of evil; that all people have blessings and trials and “what we do about them” shapes who we are. I do believe the poem, The Plan of the Master Weaver (found here) is wise and that dark threads are important in our lives.
The challenge for me is learning to live it, to trust God. That brings me back to prayer – and maybe that’s the point of it anyway.
More and more I understand how little control we really have. Anger and worry always makes me more miserable but don’t solve the problem. I’m learning (over and over) to just take care of the things that God has placed before me, to offer kindness and mercy to others, to try to make my little corner of the world a better place, and to leave the rest to God. He’s got this … really.
And somehow over the years, that passage has come to seem more possible and less absurd.