If there is one thing we can be guaranteed in life it is that things will not always go as we want them to; sometimes spectacularly so.
Even with all the best planning & preparation, life does have a habit of throwing a spanner in our works without being invited. Sometimes we may bring it on ourselves through our words & actions, but often it is totally beyond our control.
A number of my friends have faced real hardship ‘out of the blue’ & it has been very interesting observing their different responses to adversity.
Some blamed other people for the predicament.
Others blamed themselves.
Others went into an almost blind panic.
All were in pieces after the event or news.
What impacted me most wasn’t how they reacted to but how they dealt with their situation.
A few are still very angry at what happened, even though it is a number of years since the event. Some would say, “Rightly so!” But I wonder whether they have become so comfortable in their injustice that they almost wear it as a comfort or safety blanket.
We cannot begin to move forward with a problem or issue until we at least decide it is worth a try or are willing to work through it; with or without help.
The individuals who have made the biggest impact on me are those who having pretty much lost everything (financially, confidence, self-esteem, even identity) in their time of trial BUT are still able to look forward with some hope to emerging from the other end of the tunnel. What sets these individuals apart isn’t a sort of blinkered pushing forward, denying what is happening at the moment but is a willingness to go forward despite the pain, insecurity & uncertainty that they face now.
I call this faith: an ability to trust even if the signs tell us otherwise. I and many of my friends happen to put that faith in God. I can’t explain Him; I don’t have all the answers when He is seemingly absent; but I do know from experience that when I can’t face something alone He walks through the situation with me. This is faith in action not faith in theory.
I also believe that this faith is not something I can keep for myself. If I know God has helped me, can I really just sit back & watch others suffer without offering any help or hope?
So, I ask myself with the question,
“If I see others struggling in situations where the shit has hit their fan, does my faith, trust (& hopefully compassion) motivate me to be their helping hand, bringing hope to a seemingly hopeless situation?”
Take care until next time …