““My complaint today is still a bitter one, and I try hard not to groan aloud.”
I’m pretty sure my head hit the ceiling.
Which is quite a feat while wearing a seatbelt, all things considered.
I didn’t think I’d taken the railway crossing at a dangerous speed, but there were extenuating circumstances. The cold temperatures lately have frozen the drifts covering the crossings to a texture very akin to cement. And let me tell you, it’s a bumpy ride!
I’m not laying blame. I’m not whining that it needs to be changed. It just is. There aren’t very many tools that can whittle snow like that down safely without either damaging the tracks or damaging the equipment being used. For the next little while, I’ll be taking the crossing at a – er, gentler pace to ensure I do no levitating in the process.
Life is rather like this crossing.
There are times when circumstances make it really difficult not to get hurt as we navigate. No matter how gently we proceed, we end up with an ouch.
And there’s not always someone to blame.
It just is.
And it hurts. It really, really hurts.
Like poor Job.
Seriously. If you’ve ever felt sorry for yourself and your lot in life, read Job. (It will perk you right up.) This guy had it all go south. He lost everything of value, and then some.
Talk about a bumpy ride.
So when he talks about having bitter complaints and it requiring effort for him not to groan in anguish, he wasn’t kidding. Life’s railway crossing was rough in his neighbourhood, and he just couldn’t help but express his sorrow – authentic expressions of very real grief.
And that’s okay.
As the bumper stickers proclaim, ‘It’s okay to not be okay.’ It’s okay to have a bad day – or month. It’s okay to not have it all together. It’s okay to feel weak and helpless and confused and upset.
Jesus had a bumpy ride, too.
He was born in a barn. He was misunderstood by his own siblings. He was mocked by his neighbours. He was betrayed by one of his besties.
He was condemned to die by a jury of his peers.
And it is because Jesus experienced those bumps in his own life that he is so well qualified to meet your needs when you hit the railway crossing a little too hard. He can deal with your failure and problems with compassion and mercy – because He understands.
When you hit those bumps, take heart.
Jesus has yours in his hands…
Refocus after hitting those bumps with me?
Father, life is full of unexpected bumps. Thank You for sending Your Son to absorb so many of them on our behalf. Help us to trust You with our fears and failures and problems, and guide us when we get hurt trying to navigate the road before us. Amen.