i have always been a good multi-tasker. when i’m on a mission i move a million miles a minute and practically run over people who aren’t moving fast enough for me. i always have multiple screens open on my computer. i was so the girl texting during class while simultaneously taking notes and chatting with someone next to me. i skype people and check my email during meetings. my brain almost never shuts off. and it works for me.
but. i am a terrible multi-emotion-all-at-once-haver. yes, it’s a real thing.
i cannot for the life of me figure out how to reconcile different emotions together. which, on a general day to day basis isn’t normally a problem. until disaster strikes and everything goes haywire and there are so many things happening that i don’t know what to do with myself.
today is one of those days where emotions have been amplified and there are so many things going on that i am totally and completely unreconciled.
i don’t understand how the lord can exist in both life and death. in celebration and in grieving. in new and old; in pain and in joy. i don’t understand how justice and redemption and restoration works in the middle of circumstances that seem so unfair.
i feel a little more grown up this week as i’ve watched from a distance a dear friend lose someone she loves. i’ve coupled that with the news that my sister is in labor, about to bring forth life and give me my first niece. funny how even in bringing forth life there is still so much struggle.
it’s easy to see the lord in the happy things. it’s not so easy to see him in chaos and disorder. its not easy for me to find him in the deaths and tragedies. the tension of finding a good God in the midst of terrible circumstances isn’t something i’ve figured out. at all. i find myself smack dab in the middle of asking a lot of questions. questions i’ve asked before but seem just a bit more pressing these days. questions that are, once again, forcing me to wrestle down the things i think i know and fight for the answers i don’t yet have. i’m okay with the questions and i know that the lord is big enough to handle them. he isn’t moved by my unknowing and i’ve found comfort in the freedom to ask without hesitation or fear. but as free as i am to ask them, today that isn’t offering much comfort. and asking a lot of questions from the comfort and safety of my cozy, peaceful home seems futile.
today, i desperately want my friend to not be hurting. i want people’s hearts to be full, not broken. today i would like it if i could understand why some things happen or don’t happen. i wish i could be okay with the fact that life isn’t fair and believe wholeheartedly that god is still good in the middle of it. today i want to be able to do more than pray for people and hope it means something.
mostly today i just need the lord to be present. not even so much with me, i just need to know he’s present with them. to know he’s present with the hurting and with the rejoicing. and that he’s at the funerals and in the delivery room. i need to know that he’s with the mourners and those rejoicing. i need him to remind me that he’s always with us in the struggle and that somehow, at the end of it all, life will come.