I dedicate this post to you, Sam. A year today, since your diagnosis on January 28th, 2009.
I don’t understand the journey, I don’t know what lies ahead, I don’t really know how you or we, will ever recover all that’s been lost but this I know – God is writing over our lives and when He is finished, it will be magnificent. As we fix our eyes on Jesus, we see time and time again that He is the author and the perfecter of our faith.
I am so proud of your resilience through the mightiest of storms. You are an inspiration.
Thankyou for letting me walk beside you. Mum.
John Ruskin wrote ” There is no music during a musical rest, but the rest is part of the making of the music. In the melody of our life, the music is separated here and there by rests. During those rests, we foolishly believe we have come to the end of the song. God sends us times of forced leisure by allowing sickness, disappointed plans and frustrated efforts. He brings a long sudden pause in the choral hymn of our lives and we lament that our voices must be silent. We grieve that our part is missing in the music that continually rises to the ear of our Creator. Yet how does a musician read the rest? He counts the break with unwavering precision and plays his next note with confidence as if no pause were ever there.
God does not write the music of our lives without a plan. Our part is to learn the tune and not be discouraged during the rests. They are not to be slurred over or omitted, nor used to destroy the melody or change the key. If we will only look up, God will count the time for us. With our eyes on Him, our next note will be full and clear. If we sorrowfully say to ourselves, “There is no music in the rest,” let us not forget that the rest is part of the making of the music. The process is often slow and painful in this life, yet how patiently God waits to teach us! And how long He waits for us to learn the lesson!”