Journal (11) + Letter
11 June, 2015
I can't recall if I told you but this past weekend I have spent with Pete and Jen up at the Bay. Yesterday Pete and I went flying. It was a lovely day and I got to take quite a few photos.
I am continuing to work my way through the many questions that keep emerging from our journey together. I have to tell you that I think I am only just beginning to have some sense of how much I have been impacted by the events of the last 18-24 months.
I know that must sound very selfish, given that you were the one who experienced the actual physical suffering. Yet a few folk have made the same observation I.e. Watching Bev's deterioration day after day was my suffering, knowing that I couldn't help her or change her circumstances.
I could well understand people saying to either of us "How can you believe in a God who afflicts you with such a deadly disease?
Well, I have no trouble believing in such a God. What I do find that I can struggle with in situations like this is TRUSTING such a God! Especially when He remains silent in rhe face of my pleas. Do you recall that episode when Jesus said to His disciples,
So Jesus said to the twelve, "You do not want to go away also, do you? Simon Peter answered Him, "Lord, to whom shall we go? You have words of eternal life. "We have believed and have come to know that You are the Holy One of God."
I want to say, "Lord, who else can we trust? You alone are worthy of our trust".
Maybe this should not be an issue, given the way he has guided and provided for us over these months. In fact, over our whole life together.
I don't believe that I have ever seriously contemplated walking away from my faith in God but I now have a better understanding why so many do!
Can I also tell you that your faith in God during all this struggle called me to greater trust. Like many others, I have found your faith to be an inspiration. It will be the power of your example that will be high on the list of motivators.
I’ll write again soon
But until then
You remain the love of my life
Mike