More Precious Than Gold

3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, which according to his abundant mercy hath begotten us again unto a lively hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead,
4 To an inheritance incorruptible, and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in heaven for you,
5 Who are kept by the power of God through faith unto salvation ready to be revealed in the last time.
6 Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through manifold temptations:
7 That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ:
8 Whom having not seen, ye love; in whom, though now ye see him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory:
9 Receiving the end of your faith, even the salvation of your souls.

1 Peter 1:3-9 {a passage of wonderful hope that never fails to lift up my soul from inordinate heaviness!}

As day has followed day, and Summer can’t make up it’s mind whether to stay or go, I half-expected “our life” to settle down into a “normal” pattern – a usual way of doing things. I knew progress on a lot of long-term and short-term projects would continue at a trickle, but at least we would be steadily working towards completion. God had other plans.

It is Friday now, a week since my mom got sick. Six days since we brought her to the ER. Five and a half days since she was admitted to the hospital. Five days since they decided to operate. Four days since the operation was completed. Three days since we brought her home. And the day after her post-op doctor’s appointment. (Yes, she’s doing just fine now!) To put it lightly – we’ve all been under a bit of stress.

This stress has been one of my tests – part of the trial of my faith by fire. I for one, over my few short years of existence, have looked at stress and difficult circumstances as understandable reasons for a person to be a bit grouchy, or to give vent to a little selfishness, etc. But is it really so? Something that God has constantly brought back to my mind this past year is how purposeful he is. At a seminar on worldview at a homeschool convention that we attended last year, Chuck Edwards gave the audience a crash course on film appreciation – every single, tiny, little detail in a movie (the things you may not even notice!) had to be thought through, and purposely included by someone for a reason… nothing you see in a movie gets there by accident. How much more so is this true of God, who is absolutely perfect, and created the whole universe so that is was good?

So I must ask myself, what is God’s purpose for these circumstances? I certainly don’t think it’s to let me feel justified in being aggravated with my siblings! I would say quite the opposite, actually. While I may not know His eternal purposes, nor would I presume to, I do know that God’s Word is unchanging, and that it says to live peaceably with all men, esteeming others to be better than ourselves. I know that it says to be conformed to the image of Christ, who, when insulted, opened not His mouth in defense. I also know that this applies whether it’s easy or difficult.

While we are not sure about Mama’s recovery time, we are planning – for her own sanity and to allow a time of relaxed recuperation from anything and everything that has been stressing her out – that she’ll basically be taking the Summer off from normal household responsibilities and focusing her energies on important projects that she has felt called by God to work on, but has hitherto put aside for the urgent – the care of her family and house (which, for the record, we all know God has also called her to do). This summer, Amanda and I can receive Mama’s instruction and learn the ways of household management. Its what God has called us to do in this season of our growth.

There are also other things we are working on that will need time and decisions poured into them – some as a family, sometimes just one of us. Lady L is participating in the National Bible Bee this summer, the kitchen is only about 1/3 of the way through it’s remodel, we have our garden here at the house as well as two squares at a friend’s house 30 minutes away, steady improvement in the library is a high priority, we are coming up on an urgent situation with the used books we have for sale, hot air ballooning season has started so crewing will begin to take up a lot of evenings for a few of us, and lastly for now… the three of us girls each have studies we would like to pursue this summer before we get back to carefully winding our way through history with “God’s truth”-tinted glasses in autumn.

It will be a time of intense training for Amanda and I. A time to come face to face with daily household struggles that a meal here or there doesn’t provide. A time to delve into serving our family at a basic level with cheerful willingness. A time to let selfishness, pride, jealousy, and personal “lusts” (desires of the senses) be burned away.

So what am I trying to say? I guess merely this: these trials, these overwhelming circumstances, are not an excuse to let my unrighteousness off the leash. That would be to reject the power of God in me… and what for? Because it’s just too hard to rest there?! No, these trials are a burning fire in my soul, to give me a desperate need for God’s power to remove sin from my life. It is a challenge to give up the leash altogether, and to rest secure without it. It’s a trial of my faith that will bring praise and honor and glory!

When I don’t know what to do, because there is so much to do, and Lady L comes asking for me to help her with memory verses, I will smile and give her of my time, letting the 3rd load of laundry wait until tomorrow. When I ask Amanda to do something while I go catch up on reading others’ blogs, and come back to find it only half done, I will be concerned that she had something more important to do and will gladly finish the work without feeling deprived of the time to comment on a post I liked. When Daddy tracks sawdust and {other things I will not mention} into the kitchen, I will be thankful that he is working so hard on whatever he is doing, and pray for him while I clean it up. Oh, Father, may this be my joy!

And now, as “normal” is redefined and I look around at “our life,” the seams of toleration are stretching. I feel the rising heat of God’s faith-testing fire in my soul… yet it is a fire that will not burn, nor will it leave scars. Rather, it is a purging fire. And isn’t it worth it, if my faith is of so much more value than gold?! Thank you, Lord, for sending fire.

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About Michelle

I am the middle of three daughters, daily living by the grace of God and in awe of Christ's perfect love, to suffer and die in atonement for my sins, and then rise from the dead to give me eternal life with Him. I get excited about reading/applying/talking about God's Word, travel, fellowship, nutrition, books, writing, photography, cooking and especially baking, designing things, event planning, and doing things with my family.

3 thoughts on “More Precious Than Gold

  1. Mrs. Caballero

    What a beautiful and timely reminder for me! I’m afraid I was a bit testy this morning.

    I’m glad your mom is recovering well.

    Mrs. Caballero

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  2. Jenny

    Thank you for sharing your heart and reflections from this Scripture! It is really encouraging to me to remember God’s beautiful purposes even in the “fires” of life.

    I’m so sorry your mom has been sick! I’m glad to hear she is recovering and pray she will be back to health soon.

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  3. Michelle Post author

    Thank you both for your sweet comments! It is a big encouragement to struggle through writing about the things that matter, for the glory of God. 🙂

    Reply

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