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Showing posts with label Joy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Joy. Show all posts

Wednesday, 30 May 2012

Difficult Times

There are three fantastic things about going through a difficult time!
1.       It alters your relationship with God
2.       You discover who’s really in it with you
3.       It ends!

Unfortunately, these things are only fully appreciated once you have come out at the other end!  And the end is truly something to savour.  It’s wonderful to feel your shoulders drop by three inches, to be aware that you do not have that constant twinge of a headache, and to feel your fingers unwind and relax.  Whilst you were in the midst of the difficulties you had not even realised how tense your body was.  Afterwards, you can sometimes be taken by surprise, by remembering it is actually all over!  You had got so used to the tension and the headachy cloud that, for a split second, you had forgotten its over - and then you remember - and you can rejoice all over again!  Of course, this spell is fairly short-lived!

It has sometimes been quite a surprise to me to discover who is actually with me during difficult times.  We make assumptions as to whom we can count on, and from time to time we are disappointed when the folk we thought would be alongside us appear to take a back seat.  I have come to the conclusion that some people, for whatever reason of their own, are simply not able to support others through difficult times.  It’s not a lack of friendship, just an inability to know what to do and how to do it.  Sometimes folk are dealing with their own problems and are unable to take on anything additional.  There is also the fact that some people simply cannot recognise how badly we are affected and are, therefore, blind to the fact that we need their support.

On the other hand, I have been equally surprised by the love and support received from people that I had not expected it from - the ‘out of the blue’ telephone call, visit or card!  These small acts of kindness are the uplift which carries you through a bad day.  A caring word has value beyond explanation.   I maintain that I came through a very bad time in 2008/2009 holding on to the hand of my two year old grandson!  Of course, my two daughters and one particular friend were a strong support, as were my sisters, one or two other friends and some of my Church family.  Ultimately, there are two things that bring us through a bad time – God and the support of other people.

As for changing our relationship with God?  This is much more difficult to explain.  During a bad time it can feel as if God has become distant and out of contact.  Your prayers hit the ceiling and bounce around you – and how can they be answered if they never reach God?  You keep coming across bad news and stories of others that seem hopeless.  You even begin to question why God would allow this to happen to you.  You begin to feel that you are not worthy of God’s help – and if the situation goes on and on, this would seem to confirm it.  However, somehow, we remember that our faith is not measured by how we feel, but by knowing that God keeps His promises.  So we hold on.

And by holding on, we are enabled to be ‘down but not out’.  Then, from time to time, God sends us a word, or an answer to prayer – and this sustains our fragile grip.  Slowly we begin to remember that God will never allow us to go through more than we can cope with.  We are reminded that many others are going though much, much worse.  And, eventually, the difficulties ease and we feel like ourselves again.  One thing has altered though.  Our relationship with God has been developed and this has helped us to grow.  We put on more growth during difficult times than we do during times of ease.  I guess it’s because we have no strength and have to rely on His.   Because we know that we can trust Him to bring us through any future difficulties.  Because it shows us that everything else in our lives may change, disappear, disappoint or hurt us – but God never changes.  He promised to be with us always – and He’s just proved it!

None of us would choose difficult times, but they happen, and when they happen they bring us a deeper relationship with God, the knowledge that people around us care and a terrific sense of relief and joy when they are over!

Sunday, 5 October 2008

A photo or two...

..... one photo of my younger daughter and my grandson, patiently waiting for the bride! One of my elder daughter (centre) with two of my nieces. And two photos of my four nieces learning ceilidh dances!


And now for the good news 2 !

I recently attended my nephew's wedding, which came just six weeks after the wedding of my niece. How lovely to celebrate good things! Another lovely day, and such a pleasure to be able to spend time in the company of all my family.

Here's my nephew with his lovely wife, and my sister and brother-in-law.

Sunday, 10 August 2008

And now for the good news ......



Last weekend I travelled to Lancashire to attend the wedding of my niece, Chloe, my late brother's daughter. A lovely day, and I enjoyed spending the weekend in the company of my two sisters, my sister-in-law and my brother-in-law.



Thursday, 29 May 2008

Pride


...... caught a bit of "Britain's Got Talent Tonight" and there were some very talented young people performing. Their parents were talking about how proud they are of them, quite rightly, and that made me think. I'm proud of our children too. I'm proud of Sarah because she copes, most of the time, with her disabilities with a smile. I'm proud of Catriona because, despite panic attacks, she has achieved so much. I'm proud of Nathan because, although he left school early, he has worked his way up to a manager's post. There are many other reasons that I'm proud of them - but I think they are the people I should be saying this to, so I will!

Monday, 28 April 2008

Nostalgia

I'm going away on holiday soon. We're going to Brazil and looking forward to exploring - but after we've had a rest!

For some reason I've been thinking of my holidays when I was a child. They were all spent with my maternal grandparents in a small fishing village on the north-east coast of Scotland. They owned the village's general store, Post Office, bakery, haberdashers, etc - the shop sold everything! I can still remember the smell of newly-dug potatoes, in sacks leaning against the food counter, and the fabulous scent of newly baked bread. There were huge slabs of butter and cheese, which were cut with a long piece of wire, and biscuits were loose in tins and sugar measured into thick, dark blue bags. I can remember the 'bop, bop, bop' sound of Granda stamping the mail before it was collected by the Royal Mail van.

The house was huge and part of the same building, and the ground floor was rented out to a family. There were three bathrooms, all in a row, and three huge attic rooms which we children used as playrooms when the weather was bad - there were boxes of clothes, games and a huge brass bedstead in each room. From the windows you could see the beach and the sea at the bottom of the square and, twice a day, a herd of cows processed through the square on their way to milking. The garden at the back was massive and filled with every kind of vegetable, including curly kale, which fascinated me. There was a huge strawberry plot and a greenhouse with fragrant tomatoes and a vine twining along the roof.

Magical stuff! Although I loved being there all summer, I certainly didn't realise then just what an idyllic sort of time and place it was.

Monday, 10 March 2008

Washday

Thought I'd share this wee photo - cheered me on this dreich day!

Friday, 8 February 2008

Monday, 4 February 2008

Hurray!!!

I've finally submitted my latest (and late) assignment! I'm so relieved I had to share this with someone! Now for the next one, due all too soon. Why am I doing this?