Friday, June 17, 2011

The Erratic Man

  My brothers, count it pure joy when you are involved in every sort of trial.  Realize that when your faith is tested this make for endurance.  Let endurance come to its perfection so that you may be fully mature and lacking in nothing.
  If any of you is without wisdom, let him ask for it from the God who gives generously and ungrudgingly to all, and it will be given him.  Yet he must ask in faith, never doubting, for the doubter is like the surf tossed and driven by the wind.  A man of this sort, devious and erratic in all that he does, must not expect to receive anything from the Lord.    Evening Prayer, Reading, James 1:2-8

After going through a day doing jobs I don't like and feeling at times just plain cooked,  H and I finish our day with Evening Prayer, and this reading pierces me like a two-edged sword.  How could I have travelled the road all day in misery when the spirit of Francis is leading me down this road?  The first sentence says it all;  Count it pure joy when you are involved in every sort of trial.  For me, how completely Franciscan!  I've come to realize that our faith is tested not just in the areas of faith but in all areas, all things.  Trials of any sort test one's faith, but to throw all of God's wisdom and teaching away as soon as an issue arises is just like the case of the doubter, who, like the surf is tossed and driven by the wind.  I didn't expect to see myself there, but there I was.  Am I devious?  I don't know.  Erratic, yes.  And today, driven by the wind.  I forgot all about Francis, all about Our Lord.  I've come to the realization that I've only scratched the surface of myself, of my faith.  I see now that many strong people have held me in strong hands for way too long.  

I call upon you, O God,
in my distress.


Do Not Be Anxious said...

This week I wrote a meditation about a coyote, who seemed to represent the evil one, and how God protects me from him, even if I am unawares.

And then the next day I wrote a comment to that post to remind myself what happened next: the very next morning, in the early pre-dawn light, I saw for the first time ever a coyote, near mom's house, in this state where I did not know they existed.

God reminded me that the evil one is indeed everywhere, whether we know it or not. But He also reminded me, that He is also.

Our temptation and our failures are not the evil thing, I giving in to them or despairing, despite God's ready-available help, is the sin we must avoid.

Daily Grace said...

Stay the course, you and H have so much to offer. God bless you both for your strong faith and your perseverance.

Missed your blog posts.

Take care & God bless

kam said...

Thanks always for you comments. k

Lee Strong said...

And that journey with even its trials is part of our joy!

Thought-provoking entry.

A Secular Franciscan said...

Per the wise advice of my new principal, my blog, "View from the choir," is closing down. Thanks to everyone who has read it over the years!

I'll still stop in here, though.

Elizabeth Mahlou said...

I do, in general, find trials joyful because in themselves they are evidence that God trusts me.