Written by cycleguy on April 15th, 2018

Welcome to my Sunday meanderings.

Have you ever noticed how sometimes things just seem to pile up?  We have those seasons when stuff happens, in spades. Not every once in awhile but what seems like an onslaught. As many of you have experienced, it isn’t just one thing; it is a myriad of things.

Cancer diagnosis in friends. (A complication in one came in while I was showering this morning).

Marriages falling apart.

Deaths of friends and the funerals which follow (3 in the last month).

A three-week old baby requiring open heart surgery.

A host of other “beat downs.”

Plus one very tired pastor who needs a break (which is coming).

I’m preaching about HOPE this morning. Hope in a forever home. Good thing I believe in that. If my hope is not connected to forever, my hope will somehow die.  For hope to be hope it must carry with it the promise that all which is broken will be repaired, and that it will remain repaired forever.

I’m glad I have Someone to lean on. If I didn’t I don’t know how I would handle this onslaught right now.  Maybe that is why I have chosen two songs for this week. They are throwbacks. The singer is Mark Farner, former lead singer for Grand Funk. His conversion is a great story but his music is timeless. His lyrics are clear so you shouldn’t have any trouble listening and understanding. So check out this song then go to this one.

Have a great week bolstered (as I am and will be) by the truth I serve an amazing God who understands.


8 Comments so far ↓

  1. We do serve an amazing God who understands all we are going through in life. I don’t know what I’d do without Him.
    Blessings, Bill!

  2. Crystal says:

    Praying for you and Jo that you get some quality R&R soon. Love you guys and thankful, too, for a Father we can lean on when we are weary as well as that hope for eternity where all is perfect and whole.

  3. Linda Stoll says:

    Hi Bill … I hope your break comes soon and you find some relaxation and peace … with no alarm waking you up early.

    Sometimes we sense that we’re just beginning to get a bit crispy around the edges. I remember those ministry days …

  4. Betty Draper says:

    Yeah, I know those times too well. While in Papua New Guinea another lady and I coined this phrase about the onslaught of repeated hard times, “the hits just keep coming”, and we weren’t talking about music. Glad you are getting a break, we are looking forward to one end of June. Enjoy.

  5. Pam says:

    Saying a prayer for you and Jo. Thanking God with you that during those turbulent seasons (and every day in between) God’s holy Presence never leaves us bereft.