I’m going to a friend’s funeral today.
I hate cancer.
Ten years ago this May, my mom died of cancer.
I lost my dad three years later. Not to cancer, but something else hideous and destructive.
God didn’t move the mountains I needed Him to move. He didn’t part the waters I wanted Mom, Dad and our friend Kyle to walk through.
But I will trust in Him.
Two days after Mom’s funeral, I sat beside Dad. Our shoulders slumped with grief. Dad stared at the floor, fighting tears and hopelessness.
I cried out to God. “Why did You leave us here without Mom? You know Dad’s health is not well. What will he do?”
The answer immediately came to my heart.
I said, “Dad, it’s going to be alright. If we couldn’t live here on this earth without Mom, God would never have left us. He’s not finished with us, so it’s going to be alright.”
He looked up at me. “You really think so?”
“I know so, Dad.”
He squeezed my hand and didn’t let go.
Thus began the best relationship I’ve ever had with Dad.
If Mom hadn’t gone when she did, she would’ve cared for him during his final years. I wouldn’t have made the four hour drive continually as I did.
My sisters wouldn’t have been by his side constantly, developing a bond and love greater than before.
Even my brother, eight hours away, was able to grab special time with Dad.
I would’ve hated to have missed those three years filled with precious, powerful, and sometimes painful moments.
At first, it seemed impossible to experience any good from their diseases.
Our friend Kyle Smiley believed the same thing — at first.
Looks can be deceiving.
God showed Kyle, no matter what mountain or ocean we face, He will never fail us.
We must take our every dream, need, and desperation, to the cross and look to the One who looked most hopeless of all.
Christ was never hopeless. He was busy conquering sin and death.
But oh, how painful the waiting felt to those who loved Him most!
They fell into despair, unable to believe His promise of resurrection.
They didn’t park outside His tomb, counting down the minutes.
They couldn’t see any good coming from the cross.
But the cross is where hopelessness dies.
The cross wasn’t the end of the story. It was the beginning of the best part.
They had to wait three long, painful days to see it, but it came right on time.
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Let’s trust in the One who knows best which mountains to move and which waters to part.
When Larry and I go to be with Kyle’s family today at their church, I’ll think about Lauren Daigle’s song Trust in You and the powerful message it contains.
This song reaches to the core of your soul and stays with you all day.
After you listen to it, please watch the next video, Kyle’s Story.
In it, Kyle and Claudia share the amazing work God did in their lives that allowed him to say, “I definitely thank God for cancer.”
But now, thus says the Lord, your Creator . . .
“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;
I have called you by name; you are Mine!
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
And through the rivers, they will not overflow you.
When you walk through the fire, you will not be scorched,
Nor will the flame burn you.
“For I am the Lord your God,
The Holy One of Israel, your Savior;
. . .
“Since you are precious in My sight,
Since you are honored and
I love you,
~ Isaiah 43:1-4
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