You know, this is an easy verse to read and say, “Sure, I believe. I know He is in control, He is in charge and because of this all will be OK.” So, I pray. I wait. I pray more and pour out my heart to Him…waiting for the answer that I know is coming. I don’t know about you, but too often when I do this, my OK usually means that I have an answer in mind. Do you see where I am going? Think there might be a problem here?!? 🙂 I believe that the answer to my prayer will be X…or Y…or Z. Truth be told…I probably don’t believe the answer should be X…or Y…or Z, all to often, I KNOW the answer should be…blah, blah, blah. Who do I think I am???? But what if His answer is NO. Or wait. Not now, not next week…maybe NEVER. How do I react to THAT answer? What do I do then?
There have been times in my life when I prayed that the Lord would work one way or another…Lord, please give us more children…he said OK, then took them home to Him very quickly. It took me several years to come to grips with that situation, accept it and learn to be content.
Recently, my husband and I were discussing a particular family situation involving our parents. I said that I pray the Lord will just take them home before they get worse or too bad or…whatever. My husband pointed out that we don’t always get that. He pointed out that the Lord has a plan.
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways,” declares the LORD. Isaiah 55:8
I am going to have to learn to accept this…His ways are NOT my ways. He has a plan I do NOT see. He knows, I do NOT. Yet, it is hard to accept. Max Lucado wrote a great devotional on being content when the answer is NO. You can read it HERE and it is well worth the time.
It is easy, in this life, to ask WHY? But I do not see the ending…question is: can I learn to be content?
Yesterday I closed with this quote from Mother Teresa and it seems fitting today:
“Prayer is not asking. Prayer is putting oneself in the hands of God, at His disposition, and listening to His voice in the depth of our hearts.”
Lord, please help me to be content and be willing to accept whatever your will may be, in the situations that are in front of me. Help me to be patient. Help me to control my tongue when my emotions get in the way. Above all, Lord, please help me remember that YOU are in control, YOU have a plan…the outcome is in YOUR hands and to remember all that YOU have done for me. Lord, please help me to put myself in YOUR hands, at YOUR disposition and listen to YOUR voice in the depth of my heart.
Friends, once again…I thank you, for reading, commenting or not, praying with me and encouraging me. You TRULY are blessings in my life. I hope you have a blessed day!
Once again a post I can well relate to, Mary! I love the Scripture verse about God's thoughts and ways and how they differ from man's. Our scope is very limited and I love reflecting on this passage. It comforts me.
Mary – to yield that He is in control – sometimes I struggle with that – but am learning to rest in that assurance. Thank you for your words, for your prayers. Blessings!
Mary, do you know what it is that I love about you and your blog? It is the fact that you are so honest and open about how you are feeling. That transparency endears you to many others than myself, I am sure.
I will put you on my personal prayer list. I love that quote on prayer by Mother Teresa.
Mary, You are the blessing to me. Thank you for your thoughts today on prayer and on waiting for Him to work in His time. That is so hard. I pray that God will continue to work in and through you. blessings ~a
Hey precious friend, I can so relate to this post and when I first started reading it my thought was, "I will tell Mary the scripture in Isaiah 55 that says our ways and His aren't the same. When I scrolled down, there it was–we were on the same page.
The only thing I would have to add to this Mary is this:
Some years ago I started trying (don't always do this) but praying scripture over my family and over all situations–when we pray scripture over them we know that the answer is YES and AMEN–we just don't know the timing–
We are told in the new testament that we don't get our prayers answered because we pray "amiss." When we pray the scriptures, we never have to be concerned with whether we are praying amiss.
That is reassuring.
I so agree with what Dianna said about you and I got to see it in person–I cherish your friendship.
In what seemed like the blink of an eye, those young 20 somethings were married for 41 years.
The second photo was taken last year on our 40th anniversary. I didn`t post it because I didn`t like the way my legs looked. Something happened in the last year and I`m reminded that those legs have carried me for 62 years (when the photo was taken). Carried me through 3 pregnancies that gifted me with one living child, @coach_andy_bonner
The last photo was taken on Tuesday as we sat on the beach and a lady walked by and said, "would you like me to take your picture?" We said yes. Time with John is still one of my favorite things. He retired on Friday, before we left on Monday for this trip. There are so many unknowns but so much to be grateful for and so much to look forward to in the next stage.
I`m grateful for my clients that give me something to do every day Monday-Friday. @christiepurifoy @kriscamealy @bekah @whatlolalikes @abby_roadhome & to the wonderful team @parkermanagement-you guys all make my life so fun!
And I`m grateful for time at a place like this. Sand and water...not sure there is anything better!
Happy Anniversary Week to my love that is not on ANY social media channel!
She died 4 days after she was born. We buried her 4 days after she died.
Born 6-9-1992
Died 6-12-1992
Buried 6-16-1992
That would be 31 years ago today.
Last year, on the 30th anniversary of her birth we re-buried her on the grounds of St. Emma Monastery Greensburg, PA where her paternal grandparents are buried.
This year, today has been harder than Friday, June 9 the day she was born. Or Monday, June 12 the day she died.
I`ve cried more today than either of the other days.
I took a walk.
Got a pedicure.
Cried.
And chose a simple dinner of appetizers.
And I give myself permission to do nothing else.
I am thankful for the time we had her. For the experience and the things I learned about myself through the experience.
John and I are very conscious of what we say yes to and what we say no to. All because of Amy`s short life.
I`ve tried to use my experience to help others experiencing infant loss-or any loss. Some things are the same no matter the age of the deceased. Even if it is a loss thru miscarriage. I`ve experienced that too.
A loss is a loss.
Thank you to my sister and niece @sherrigd @tarahelise for letting us spend last weekend on your porch crying, laughing, and drinking wine and margaritas. I love you guys more than you know and I really needed that.
In what seems like the blink of an eye, it is 31 years later. Not a day goes by that I do not think of her.
My heart still hurts.
I cry at random times.
And I miss her. Still. 31 years later.
I grieve all the things that didn`t happen.
The relationships.
The life events.
Strangely though there are fewer tears today. Sometimes I think my tears are all gone. The well is dry.
Lack of tears does not mean lack of grief. There is no right or wrong way to grieve. So I accept my emotions today-whatever they may be.
If you know someone that has experienced a loss, don`t be afraid to tell them you remember. Let them know you care. Take a meal, send a text, write and snail mail a card. We want to know our loss is not forgotten.
I cried in church. Not because I was thinking about the events leading up to the crucifixion but because there was a little girl of about 5 or so sitting in front of me. She had the most gorgeous dark hair. With streaks of gold running through it. Natural streaks. Not the artificial colored streaks I pay more than I`m willing to share to get every few months.
As I observed her I thought about my own daughter. The one that died at 4 days old.
I thought of how she might be standing next to me this morning or next Sunday on Easter. Maybe she would have travelled to Charlotte to spend some time with her dad and me.
Grief is something that robs us of so much. It robs me of not just my daughter but it robs me of being the mom of a daughter.
I look at some of my closest friends, all mothers of daughters and I envy, yes ENVY!, the relationships they all have with their daughters. They may not agree with them on all things or see eye-to-eye with them but the daughters lead the charge to throw surprise 60th birthday parties for their parents or make sure that mom gets a Mother`s Day card, a birthday card, etc.
I think daughters are different than sons. Daughters are more sensitive than sons based on my observations as an outsider. I do not experience that sensitivity. And I grieve the fact that I am not the mother of a daughter.
The version of me before Amy`s death is totally different than the me that is here now.
If you want to read more about about my daughter, Amy, you can go to https://marybonner.net/?s=Amy and read more about my journey through infant loss and moving forward.
Adam McHugh`s book Blood From a Stone is a beautiful piece of writing about returning from the dead. I encourage you to check it out. You can find the book on Amazon or wherever books are sold. Find and follow him @adammchughwine You won`t be sorry.
"Grief is so agonizing not only because you have lost something, but you have lost someone, and that someone is the version of you that was alive before your loss." Blood From a Stone Adam McHugh Page 102
Every June I think I`m going to handle this better. Whatever better looks like - I don`t know. 30 years and I still cry at random times. And every June I fall apart.
She would have been 30 next week. Instead of whisking her off for a 30th birthday trip to Key West like we did for her brother @coach_andy_bonner or Niagara Falls like we did for his wife we will make another kind of trip.
There will be a mass next Saturday and we will stand at a grave site as we move her body from the small town where she was buried to a final resting place by her paternal grandparents on the beautiful grounds of St Emma Monastery in Greensburg, PA.
I look forward to the weekend and I dread it all at the same time.
Today I broke down and sobbed. Just like yesterday. And probably will tomorrow. But I remember that He catches my tears in a bottle Psalm 56:8
If I learned anything from this life experience, it is this: I can do hard things. But not of my own strength. Philippians 4:13
Once again a post I can well relate to, Mary! I love the Scripture verse about God's thoughts and ways and how they differ from man's. Our scope is very limited and I love reflecting on this passage. It comforts me.
Mary – to yield that He is in control – sometimes I struggle with that – but am learning to rest in that assurance. Thank you for your words, for your prayers. Blessings!
Mary, do you know what it is that I love about you and your blog? It is the fact that you are so honest and open about how you are feeling. That transparency endears you to many others than myself, I am sure.
I will put you on my personal prayer list. I love that quote on prayer by Mother Teresa.
Mary,
You are the blessing to me. Thank you for your thoughts today on prayer and on waiting for Him to work in His time. That is so hard. I pray that God will continue to work in and through you.
blessings
~a
Hey precious friend,
I can so relate to this post and when I first started reading it my thought was, "I will tell Mary the scripture in Isaiah 55 that says our ways and His aren't the same. When I scrolled down, there it was–we were on the same page.
The only thing I would have to add to this Mary is this:
Some years ago I started trying (don't always do this) but praying scripture over my family and over all situations–when we pray scripture over them we know that the answer is YES and AMEN–we just don't know the timing–
We are told in the new testament that we don't get our prayers answered because we pray "amiss." When we pray the scriptures, we never have to be concerned with whether we are praying amiss.
That is reassuring.
I so agree with what Dianna said about you and I got to see it in person–I cherish your friendship.
Love,
D.