Glory Glory Hallelujah

Do you know that feeling the morning after something slightly major happens?  How for a few seconds, the blissful forgetfulness of sleep lingers over your mind, and all that is wrong in your life just doesn't exist...  It's like the greatest challenge of your existence is simply whether or not to press the snooze button.  For a few seconds, you're able to dwell in the joy of simply being alive--of knowing that the night didn't take you away.  Those, I believe, are some of the most precious seconds known to humankind, and I am ashamed of how often I miss them.  I am ashamed of how often I take those seconds for granted, because as soon as they pass, the whole world seems to take on a new meaning.  Life stops being simple, and turns into a series of questions and condemnations, fears and tears, worries and surrendering.

I do apologize for the bleak tone, but I have a concern that has been lingering over my head for the past several weeks.  What do you do when everything falls apart?  

Nitty gritty details?  I don't think so.  I'll give you this much:  being two hours away from a family that is constantly spiraling is terrifying.  Knowing that someone you care about is about to walk out of your life is excruciating.  Watching nearly every decision you make hurt someone around you is utterly tragic.  So what do you do?

A few weeks ago, I took a drive up to Mt. Nebo with a friend after a football game.  We stopped at one of the pull-offs and walked over to one of the benches overlooking the city to our left, and a vast horizon to our right.  A chill went straight up my spine and froze the blood in my veins.  It wasn't simply a chill from the cold night air (which was penetrating my jacket despite my attempts to keep warm).  No, this chill came from a realization that I have been missing for a very long time.  When I stood on this cliff and looked down over the hazy lights of the city and the soft fog surrounding the land below, I couldn't help but feel as though everything else going on in my life had vanished compared to this view--and it wasn't the view that I was comparing these problems to, it was The LORD.  This was more than simply a comforting "the LORD will take care of this" kind of moment, but rather "The LORD is more than this."

To whom would you liken Me and make Me equal and compare Me, that we would be alike?    Isaiah 46:5

 I am so humbled to be confident in the glory of The Father.
 I'm not saying that the things in life that burden us don't matter.  I'm also not saying that I've figured out exactly what to do when everything feels like it's falling apart, but I am saying that when you put things in perspective, even the most terrible of circumstances pales in comparison to the majesty of God, and that makes Him just that much more glorious.

View from the interstate on my way home this Sunday

Have a blessed day!