When the Waves of Life Are Crashing

 Waves of Life


It had been a draining two weeks. Two weeks of early pregnancy exhaustion, two weeks of juggling school schedules (homeschool and otherwise), two weeks of ministry ups and down, two weeks of house repairs and housing the repairman.

Finally, our guest had departed, weekend ministries were completed, kids were off to bed, and I was looking forward to a Sunday evening just relaxing with my pastor husband. Alas! As I began my descent to the living room, I heard a visitor’s voice. Deciding to wait in the privacy of my bedroom and text my husband for details, I learned that a church member had dropped by for a bit of Bible study. After waiting somewhat patiently for a while, I texted again. “Done anytime soon?” His reply in the negative deflated my dreams of an at-home date night, which faded into an early bedtime instead. Maybe tomorrow, I thought.

Tomorrow came and with it again my hopes for a quiet evening at home with my husband. But a phone call from a church member who had picked up a child from the street and brought him home in need of shoes and clothing, sent my husband off on a not-so-quick errand into busy downtown traffic. My desires for down time versus the drama of a homeless child obviously could not compare. Even feeling sorry for myself would be nothing but selfish in light of such a heartbreaking need, I silently reprimanded. Maybe another day.

Fortunately, this is not always our life! There are seasons in ministry which feel overwhelming. There are times when one wave of problems seems to break incessantly on the next. But God has promised us strength even amidst the unpredictable schedule of a pastor or missionary’s life. Jesus said, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.” (Matthew 11:28-30, NIV) The psalmist wrote, “The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake.” (Psalm 23:1-3, NIV)

Perhaps the key is remembering the Source of our rest. It is not an at-home date night with my husband, though that is be nice (and thankfully, does occur frequently.) It is not an escape from our place of ministry, though at times that is necessary and good. Rather it is a race into the arms of our Shepherd and Savior. When the waves of life are crashing, we can relax in the care of the One of whom the disciples said, “Even the winds and the waves obey him!” (Matthew 8:27, NIV)


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