I told you not to be frightened

See, that last post freaked a couple people out. I told you it's not really how I feel, but I can understand feeling like that. It's like, that's not where I am, but sometimes I can see it from here. It was wordsmithing. And it really was interesting to see how much impact and effect my words can have. That actually was encouraging.

Now here's a little piece I submitted to a Christian magazine, for their Hope edition, and this I truly do feel.

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My son’s paralysis, caused by an IED blast in Iraq, is my sorrow. The Lord’s faithfulness is my hope - Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV) “For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

I know the attack that injured my son was not my Father’s will. I know the enemy, physical and spiritual, wanted him dead. But my son is alive! The enemy hurt him but was unable to kill him. Where there is life, there is hope. God’s Word itself is Life, and so it is hope. There are many verses of healing in Scripture, promises from God, and I am standing on those promises, just like the old hymn says.

God’s will is for our good. But there is no denying we live in a fallen world, where the Lord’s will is not always evident to our human eyes. So I ask myself, “Who is the expert here, me or God?”, and of course I must answer, God is the expert. He knows. He sees the end, when I can barely see my next step. The Lord sings over me, and my family, when I have no words to speak. We are not here alone. The Lord Jesus leads the way. He knows the path, and if I can’t see the path, at least I can see Him.

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It might be a few months before I know if this is accepted or not, but I couldn't make myself wait that long to post it.