(by Ev Baerg)
I had just turned 19, and I had no idea that I was about to be confronted with a defining moment in my life. A complete stranger said to me, “You’d better watch out, John’s got his eye on you.”
Apparently John had pointed me out to his colleague, and said, “See that girl? I’m taking her home tonight.” He had a plan for me, and because I cooperated, it included a future, and a hope. It was supposed to last forever or at least until we were both in our nineties. However it ended 3 years ago when cancer took his body, and he started his new life in heaven way ahead of schedule.
Ever since I was a little girl I had hoped to be a teacher and to be married. Both of these dreams were realized very early on. Neither one was without its challenges, but they were both a very good fit for who I was. I loved being John’s wife, and I loved teaching people. I stopped teaching school when I was 26, but I found volunteer opportunities where I could teach adults, and I enjoyed that even more. Then, for the last 14 years, John and I had teamed up to bring marriage seminars to couples across Canada.
Living half a life
Soon after his passing, someone asked me, “Has a lot changed for you now?”
Without stopping to think, I answered, “Everything has changed!” At least that is how I felt. Did I still have a meaningful future? What was left to hope for?
John and I had both accepted the fact that when Jesus had died on the cross, He had done it so we could be freed to live forever with him in heaven. That future and that hope were a wonderful comfort. But for many months, the temptation was to believe that my real life here was over.
Since people soon wanted to know how I was coping, it was easy to conclude that learning to cope was essential. I had to keep earning a living, so I showed up at work. I had to have people in my life, so I kept going to church. I accepted pretty well every invitation that was extended to me . I lived one day at a time and even though it was like I was in a fog, doing only the “next thing” that I had to do, I felt I was coping quite well.
Joy and pain can co-exist
What I didn’t expect was that extreme pain and extreme joy could co-exist. I didn’t know that God also had His eye on me and He was going to court me so I would fall in love with Him in a totally new way.
One day I awoke with a song on my mind. I wanted to know what it was, so I sang along with the melody. I realized that it was an old hymn. The words were, “Jesus will walk with me, He will talk with me, In joy or in sorrow, today or tomorrow, I know He will walk with me.” Overwhelmed, I wept at this message of His love, and also because of the love for God that swept over me in response.
Another day, I was listening to a speaker telling us to ask God some questions. He suggested, “Ask God how he sees you right now”. Again I was shocked by the unexpected, for immediately in my mind, I saw a visual of me in the shape of a heart, complete with eyes, arms and legs, but the heart was split almost in two, with jagged edges.
I kept puzzling about why this had occurred until one morning, two days later. God said, 'If you didn't know it was broken, how could you ask Me to heal it?'
“Idon't know,” I thought. “I just expected I would get better eventually. You know, the 'time heals all wounds' kind of thing.” Wounds do heal with time, but breaks – whether in the bone or in the heart -- don't heal properly unless a physician attends to them and sets them first. Then came the question, "Do you want to be healed?”
What a good question! There were times later when I would think that dying might have been a better alternative. But I decided I did. “Yes.” God began that day by carefully putting His hands around my heart and holding the jagged edges together. God is often referred to as “the Great Physician” and that day he set my heart so it could heal.
Finding a new normal
I knew that my life would never be “normal” again. Normal was living with John, laughing with him, eating meals at a table set for two and growing old together. But in time there would be a new normal. There was hope that eventually I would stop feeling like a stranger in my own life. God still had a plan for me.
Over a year later when I felt there was still so much weakness, I worked up the courage to ask God another question. I wondered if I had made any progress. The words that kept coming to me were, “You are exactly where you are supposed to be”. I was neither ahead or behind of God’s schedule. I was right where I was supposed to be. There is so much comfort in that. Not only had God not forgotten about me, but He thought I was okay.
I was amazed. God wasn’t looking for my performance. I didn’t have to be super-widow. He didn’t want me to cope; to self-medicate my pain; or even to just wait for it to go away. He said He would take care of it, and He is doing that. My part is to let Him.
Early on John’s Director at Campus Crusade came to talk to me. I had been a little concerned about what people would expect of me. I had been in ministry for many years. How are Christians supposed to grieve? He said to me, “Ev don’t let us put you on a pedestal. If you need to cry, then go ahead, or if you don’t, then that’s OK too.” It was a wonderful reminder that God didn’t want me to handle my situation in a super-human way. He simply wanted me to let HIM handle it supernaturally. Christians cry too. We grieve and we question, but we do so knowing that God is very close at hand and that there is hope for us, even if we don’t feel like there is.
Life after death
Now at the end of my third year into this journey, He is showing me that I am not too bad at functioning alone. My car still runs, and I haven’t burned my house down. He is showing me that there is life after death. Like before, I sometimes take two steps forward and three steps back, but His amazing acceptance and His love gifts have not stopped. He has kept me safe and healthy, and six months ago He gave me a new granddaughter to love!
These words that I found on a card say it best. “It is when we cannot understand His purpose that we most need to know His love.” One of my favorite verses in the Bible is in the book of Jude 1:21 (LB) where it says, “Keep yourselves where God can love you.”
Do you know the Great Physician who sets broken hearts and holds them while they heal? And if you do, are you letting him love You? If your world is crashing around you, if you look in the mirror and see an unfamiliar life staring back at you, there is hope.
Joy and pain can co-exist. You can find peace and even joy in midst of your circumstances by asking God to fill you with His Spirit. God wants to be our leverage in living, binding-up the broken hearted. You are not alone in this. God has left His Spirit as a deposit on what is to come – the hope of Heaven (2 Cor. 1:22).
Just as our relationship with God depends totally on what God has done through Jesus Christ, so the power to live the Christian life also comes totally from God. To live the Christian life as God intends, we must continually draw upon God's power, through the Holy Spirit. As we allow the Holy Spirit to fill and control us, He will produce godly character in us and enable us to tell others about Christ.
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