Out of the Shadows?, by Ron Rose
Right now, somewhere in the world people are dealing with tragedy --
lost in a vortex of grief. In the last few months we've heard the news
.. 32 killed on Virginia Tech campus; 6 trapped and 3 dead in Utah
mine. Monstrous Greek fire death toll reaches 64. Minneapolis Bridge
collapse kills 13. China bridge death toll rises to 64. Peru quake
kills at least 519. And, perhaps during these months you, like me, have
experienced grief on a personal level.
Unless we are there in the middle of the smell and pain of death,
unless we are personally touched by the loss and grief, we may find
that the news washes past us leaving us barely affected and only
momentarily distracted. In fact, in the U.S. we have almost removed the
death experience from our lives.
How many times have you watched someone die?
For the faith giant, death is not to be feared, nor is grief to be
avoided. Death is not the end, not the period at the end of the
sentence; it is a comma pointing the way to more, much more. And, grief
-- the shadow of death -- is a window to God.
Every time we feel the grief, the sadness, the loss and pain, we are
forced out of the shallows and into the deep. We don't like it, but
that's the way life is. The non-believer sees only tragedy and pain;
the faith giant sees God and hears his voice. God is always in the
deep.
Hidden within the most quoted words of Israel's King David, there is a
truth missed by many.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I fear no evil, for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
(Psalm 23:4 NASB)
How is comfort possible when I hurt so much? How is fear dispelled when
I'm so shaken and uncertain about the future?
Answer: Look again at the beginning of the Psalm ... It is God who is
guiding you in the paths of righteousness for his name sake ... those
paths lead through the valley of the shadow of death ... For giants in
the faith, God is more than a standard guide; he also knows the way and
he also knows us. He loves us, and above all, he knows the pain of
loss.
He has the touch, the comfort touch. And when everything is said and
done, without explanation or reservation, his touch will have restored
our souls.
Believe it. Count on it. You see, I've found him in the shadows,
myself.
Our daughter, Julie, called to say they were at the hospital. "They're
having trouble hearing the baby's heart beat and they want to check
everything out." For twenty-three weeks everything had gone so well.
I wanted everything to be all right, but I didn't get what I wanted.
When Lyn and I walked into the hospital room, Julie was already in the
patient garb and Scott, our son-in-law was fidgeting with something. A
nurse was just finishing an Ultrasound, so we stood along the wall and
waited. "Mom, I don't feel any movement, no kicking!" Julie's eyes
filled with tears and her voice broke. She was so brave!
We prayed for the baby, for Julie and Scott, for the nurses, for the
doctors. We prayed for God to change what we feared had already
happened.
Next, Julie's Doctor did the final Ultrasound, after a few minutes she
put down the pad and looked up, "Julie, there is no heartbeat; the
baby's dead."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I think the clock stopped. We
were lost in shock. Before anyone could react, Julie cried out in a
long wailing moan of agony that ripped at my heart. "Noooooooo!"
Only God knows how to comfort that kind of grief.
All I knew was that I wanted to comfort her, to hold her, to grieve
with her. I took a step, one step toward the bed; but before I could
take another, my heart was hit with a double whammy.
Julie reached up into the arms of Scott. He was her comforter. He was
her first touch.
That day, March 30, 1999, we lost Madeline, our first grandchild. We
mourned her before we even knew her. And, on that day I finally
realized my oldest daughter had grown up and it hit me hard. Scott had
taken my place. It was the way it should be, but the loss hurt just the
same.
Only God knows how to comfort that kind of grief. And true to his
promise he was more than a guide; his presence reassured us all and
strengthened our faith. And I felt his touch and heard his voice.
And, before I knew what had happened, he had used those moments to
restore my soul.
In the valley of the shadow of death we have a choice. Like so many
around us, we can choose to see only pain and heartache and fear, or we
can choose to look beyond what we see -- to see the unseen. So what
will you do?
Pray! Faith giants feel his touch, sense his presence (the Rod), are
renewed with his power (the Staff), and hear his voice (the Comfort).
After all, he is the Master Comforter.
Remember, no one wants to go through the valley of the shadow; but when
we do, we have a guide that's been there before. He knows the way and
he will lead us through.
(c) 2007 FaithFitness and Ron Rose <[log in to unmask]>.
Dean Masters, owner of the Masters List
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