Dear Friends,
The same symptoms persist. Blisters on my feet continue to make walking difficult. Chronic digestive symptoms steal many hours of sleep from me, and fatigue has taken up permanent residence down at my core. Anxious thoughts about the results of next month’s scans flit through my mind everyday, and a pervasive discouragement weighs down my spirit, heavy shackles of fear and worry. Discouragement cracks open the door to temptation and sin. I hear myself complaining more than giving thanks (Philippians 2:14). My mind remains mired in the temporary struggles on this bit of rock instead of being filled with the unseen realities of heaven and my new life in Christ (Colossians 3:1-2). Impatiently, I withhold grace and love from those closest to me, from my family and friends and students (Proverbs 3:27-28). Fear and dismay rock my soul and shake my faith (Isaiah 41:10). I dwell on my troubles, and even a month of prayers provided little peace in my soul (Philippians 4:7) I find myself bargaining with God, exchanging favors for the promise of healing (Luke 4:12). I struggled to be thankful despite my circumstances (1 Thessalonians 5:18). But why not give in to my pet sins? I’m suffering; I deserve it; who’s going to blame me?
Well, we all know who. Obviously, I lost sight of the purpose God has for me during this little trial called cancer. I should have expected this trial, or at least one like it. Trails and troubles walk hand in hand with our lives (1 Thessalonians 3:3). I was born to trouble just as sparks fly from the fire (Job 5:7). My tears and pain and death don’t get taken off the table until the old order has past away (Revelation 21:4). This month, God needed to remind me to snap out of my self pity. Discouragement is not part of the plan.
I also lost sight of why God placed me in this trial. This cancer tests my faith, purging it of weakness and revealing its strength and purity (1 Peter 1:7). Through this disease, I taste a bit of the sweetness Job discovered. God’s plan for my existence ends in good overflowing with mercy I do not deserve (James 5:11). The purpose of this trial is to come through it with a strong, blameless and holy heart and to be able to stand before Christ on Judgment Day without a trace of shame, guilt or regret (1 Thessalonians 3:13). The grand design for every blister on my foot, every night run to the bathroom, every dart of doubt about the tumors in my lungs is to work each of them for my good (Romans 8:28). The good He is working toward is not a pain free, symptom free, carefree life for me. His good is to mold and craft and forge my spirit and soul into a perfect mirror image of Jesus Christ (Romans 8:29). Each small trial tethers me to this hidden process at work in me. The good God wants for me is the complete suppression in this life and eradication in the next life of my sinful nature, a nature forever hostile to Him. His good for me is the absolute control of my heart by the Holy Spirit that I may enjoy a complete life and perfect peace (Romans 8:6).
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So I guess I can endure the symptoms for a while longer.
I covet your prayers, especially for my discouragement and fears. Despite all my lofty words, I often find myself weary with worry.
God bless,
Tim
Editor's (Fred) note: After meditating on Tim's message and praying for him, here is an assignment that can help you take away some important lessons. Why not list all the ways you would complete the title sentence, "The good God wants for me is..." based on Tim's message and the Scriptures included. Send it to Tim or to the blog. I'll pass it on to Tim. Let him know how he has blessed you.