Many challenges in life can be like little jabs to the chest that may hurt and even send us staggering for a moment, but we recognize them as bearable, pull ourselves together, and manage life accordingly. However, when one feels like they’ve already been knocked out with a gaping chest wound, those little jabs can threaten to devastate.
In some of my more desperate moments recently, I have cried out to God wondering why He doesn’t seem to be protecting us from those little jabs, feeling as though we keep getting hit when we’re too feeble to handle even the smallest of punches. Any type of adversity in the wake of our hardship has been particularly difficult and can feel like a major blow.
So, quite honestly, I’ve been discouraged recently feeling like we keep getting smacked when we’re already so wounded, and wanting God to intervene to shield us from these little jabs. At times it has even felt like the enemy is volitionally trying to take us down (though I have very little understanding of how the unseen principalities of this world work).
But I was reminded today that God is for us (Romans 8). God is for me. And if God is for me, who can be against me?
I may feel knocked down, but I have not been abandoned. I may feel like our troubles are great, but I cannot be crushed. I may be perplexed, but I need not despair. For it is through my weakness that the life of Jesus can be made manifest. (2 Corinthians 4)
Evil may be at work around us, but I pray that true Life can be found within us, even in our pain.