The Upper Room devotional reflection for Saturday, June 18, 2022 comes to us from Patty Sears of Indiana.
25 "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? 28 "And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you-you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Matthew 6:25-34 NIV
I remember watching my dad slowly succumb to Alzheimer’s Disease. My dad was my hero – my father, my friend, my cheerleader, my everything. At one point in the aftermath of my father’s sickness and death I was so upset with God that I stopped praying. Full of anger, I broke my silence only to yell at God. And so you know what? God listened patiently to me. And so I talked to God some more the next day and then the next day.
Trusting God amidst sorrow and suffering is difficult. Even now, I still have days where it is hard to get out of bed or where I feel like a hamster on a wheel – going through the motions, oblivious to my surroundings. Starting my mornings with prayer, a devotional, and some scripture helps to keep me centered. My heartache remains, but with time and God’s help, the pain of losing my dad was numbed and my relationship with God has grown. Loss brings anger, confusion, and frustration. But my experience has taught me that God is with us – through big and small things. Our Creator is strong enough for our anger and patient enough for our questions.
I wonder if being angry with God might actually be a sign of deep faith. I believe that trusting God with our pain and anger at a time of loss or deep frustration can actually provide healing and recovery because God’s grace and lovingkindness is infinite and always present for us. Even in the midst of our most strong anger, God is with us, embracing us and rocking us in loving care. I invite you to think about any anger that you might share with God.
Dear God, we trust you with today and our tomorrows. Guide our paths, our decisions, and our hearts. Amen.
Families of those with Alzheimer’s.
Thought for the Day:
God is strong enough to handle my anger.