This past week or so has done a number on us, topped off by a tornado warning in the middle of dinner tonight while we were at a restaurant. Nothing is quite so disconcerting as an entire dining room full of phone alarms going off.
Between the mess that our entire country experienced last week, theft at the restaurant, normal family drama and encountering W & V's birthmother again, it has felt like one hit after another. We've had kids up in the night (mercifully rare in our home), and I tried to start potty training the twins (a horrible idea). Life feels heavy and hard. Anger, exhaustion and sadness have taken center stage in the midst of every day life.
This summer, I've been going through Priscilla Shirer's Armor of God study with a group of women. Each week, we've honed in on one piece of the armor from Ephesians 6:10-18 and what it means to our everyday life. Most recently, we focused on the shield of faith that will extinguish the flaming arrows from the enemies. Priscilla wrote that these flaming arrows are meant to distract us from the purposes that God has for us.
I can say with certainty that we feel under attack. The flaming arrows keep coming, and I feel like cowering and crawling into a hole to hide. Instead, I'm working to take up my shield of faith. To be reminded of God's faithfulness and the ultimate reality that this world is not my home. When we live with the end in mind, the things that happen here begin to diminish in gravity. They shrink in light of who God is and what he promises.
There have been moments of levity throughout it all, because children do not let you sit around and wallow, which is definitely for the best. Though there was a torrential downpour that afternoon, we were still able to enjoy snow cones after an all team meeting at CFA.
I'm hoping and praying for God to continue to work in and through us. To remind us that our battle is not against flesh and blood but against spiritual forces. I'm really out of words. Take this world and give me Jesus.