After I wrote that post, I was reading some blogs I haven't had time to read in a while, one of which is Amy's Humble Musings, the blog of a Christian mom that my friend Katie told me about a while back. I don't always totally agree with what Amy says, but fundamentally, I think, we probably agree about a lot of things.
Anyway, she is pregnant, too, and was talking about a conversation with her grandma where her grandma listed out all of her health complaints. And then Amy said this, "I mentally noted my own long list: nausea, back pain, acid reflux, sleep deprivation, various cold symptoms, and general feeling of wanting to jump out of my skin."
Yeah, pretty much what I feel a lot of the time and again, pretty much exactly the things I talked about in my post last night. It definitely caught my eye, that list of my exact complaints, and kind of primed me for what she'd say next.
The message of the tiny book, Life As a Vapor, I think, is that since our
time is short, we ought to live (and suffer) in such a way that makes Christ
look great. Since we are His and He is ours, our satisfaction in Him (which
includes the tiniest details of how He orders things, including our troubles)
brings Him the most glory. The heavens declare His glory and we ought to too.
It’s what we were made for.
Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.
So my prayer today has been and will continue to be that I can give my suffering to God and let him be glorified in me through that. And it's hard. I want to whine. I want to gripe. I want to complain. And yes, I think it's ok to do that a little, to acknowledge my suffering. I certainly think that I should be honest about my feelings. But really, my overall attitude needs to be what shifts here, from one of grumpiness, negativity, and complaining to one of peace and of "the hope of the glory of God."