Last Sunday, our pastor preached about being thankful. As usual, my family discussed the sermon on the drive back home. My husband, son, and I agreed that we are very thankful. We feel very blessed and we thank God in our prayers daily. It’s easy for us to thank God.
The other day, I happened to catch a part of a TV show (can’t even remember what show it was) that interviewed an elderly couple. Their son was murdered. What the woman (the dead man’s mother) said struck me.
Before the murder of their son, the woman said, she was a Pollyanna. Her life was wonderful. She was raised by loving parents, had a happy childhood, loved school and her friends, had a rewarding career, loving husband, and a son who was her joy. She said it was easy to thank God.
When her son was killed, she felt like she was in a dark pit. And she realized God was in the pit with her.
If you are a believer who had been in a dark pit, you know what she’s talking about. Although I can’t say my pit was as horrible as the one this woman went through, I certainly could relate to being immersed in a hopeless dark pit and aware of God’s presence. I stumbled around and made mistakes. But God was there with me, and He didn’t let me fall completely. God is the reason why I became a stronger person through the
experience, instead of crumbling. God deserves the credit for guiding me so that I didn’t do something stupid (you know, the kind of mistake that you regret for the rest of your life) that would have messed up the lives of the people I loved.
When my heart was grieved
and my spirit embittered,
I was senseless and ignorant;
I was a brute beast before you.
Yet I am always with you;
you hold me by my right hand.
You guide me with your counsel,
and afterward you will take me into glory.
So now, I am a Pollyanna. Having experienced dark times in the past, I’m very thankful for the blessings in my life. Loving husband, delightful son, rewarding job, etc. It’s easy to thank God when everything is wonderful, like right now. But I also know to hang on to God if I’m ever in a dark pit again.
Whom have I in heaven but you?
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.