By Joan Clayton
Life is a journey and I wonder sometimes if we live this precious gift without purpose. The psalmist has said, “We spend our years as a tale that is told,” (Psalm 90:9).
Those around us read the story of our lives. Each day we write the pages by example and influence. In writing those pages we feel a myriad of emotions.
Pain and sorrow are hard to bear. I have heard it said, “If you never want to be hurt, move to a desert island and be a hermit the rest of your life.”
You may not get hurt by another human being there, but neither would you be loved by one either. This world would be a terrible place without love; yet, sometimes those we love hurt us the most. Love takes a risk. Love is vulnerable.
The Greatest One who ever lived gave his all because he loved. He thought you and I were worth it.
So what do we do when our heartache is so great and the pain is excruciating?
Where do we run when a spouse walks out, bankruptcy threatens, fatal illness strikes a loved one, or a model child turns overnight into a rebellious teenager?
God’s Word is faithful and true. There is a solution in his Word for any problem. Whatever the circumstance or situation there will never be lasting relief from the cares of this world through any other means. Only Jesus can set one free.
A wonderful pattern for life is given in Psalm 37:
1. Fret not.
2. Trust in the Lord.
3. Delight in the Lord.
4. Commit your way unto the Lord.
5. Rest in the Lord.
Following this guide would erase a lot of spiritual, mental and physical problems.
I’m not saying it is easy, but a direct constant focus on these principles brings life and peace.
A mother hen doesn’t run here and there trying to round up her baby chicks. She calls, spreads her wings and covers them … if they run to her. (Matthew 23:37)
When I encounter a trial, I say, “Here I am God, running to you like a baby chick. Spread your wings over me and cover me with your feathers.”
In fact, in Psalm 91:4 the Bible refers to this very concept: “He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.”
I get into trouble when I try to be in control. Sleepless nights, tossing and turning plague me. I can never experience the peace and comfort of God if I never come to him or turn my burden over to him.
Neither can I know the joy of releasing my burden if I take it up again: “Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved” (Psalm 55:22).
Casting my burdens on him has made me realize I cannot live my life rushing here and there. I must break my day into little blocks of time, looking forward to simple things. I sit in the swing, visit a neighbor, take a walk, or work in the yard, always thanking God for my life and praying for his guidance.
I pray and thank God for the writing he puts into my heart and to him belongs all the glory for any success of those efforts.
In the darkest moment of your life, please know God is there, waiting for you to run to his wings.
Where else could you find peace, a loving savior, a comforter, a healer, a provider and supplier of all your needs?
Have you tried everything else?
Run to his wings!
Portales resident Joan Clayton is a retired teacher and published author. Her e-mail address is: