“And I saw that truly nothing happens by accident or luck,
but everything by God’s wise providence …
for matters that have been in God’s foreseeing wisdom,
since before time began, befall us suddenly,
all unawares; and so in our blindness and ignorance we say that this is accident or luck,
but to our Lord God it is not so.”
St. Julian of Norwich
“Many of the saints tell us that these times of God-ordained ‘desolation’ or dryness
are very important times of growth if we persevere through them by exercising a deeper
faith, hope, and love.
It is particularly important, they tell us,
not to give up our spiritual practices but to remain faithful.
God in His wisdom knows how long and how deeply we must be tried in order to come closer to Him,
and we should patiently trust Him during the trial while persevering in our practices.”
Ralph Martin, p.174
An Except From
Fulfillment of all Desire
With God, there are no accidents.
Even when, in our thinking, a near-irreparable tragedy, of which is a true accident and is
nonetheless horrific and simply unbearable…leaves both our lives and bodies shattered…
We are reminded that God is still very much present.
Yet such a reminder, to those who are living in and with the aftermath,
rings often empty and even bitterly insulting.
Our pain and our anger are both agonizingly palpable.
Yet such moments, more often than not, send even the most staunch religious
and spiritual among us into the depths of deep darkness.
A wasteland of sorrow, loneliness, bitterness and yes, a gnawing and seething anger…
The wasteland can last, for what can seem, an eternity.
Or…on the other hand…perhaps there was no accident…no tragedy…
There was no particular impetus for a sudden wandering into the wasteland of an empty soul…
We simply find ourselves, our souls, suddenly and oddly empty and cold.
At best, our faith remains shallow…
At worst, our faith seems lost forever…
However, we are reminded to hold fast.
To hold on.
Words, which to the hurting, the lost, the lonely, more often than not,
echo of emptiness and even the trite.
It will take a conscious act of totally emptying oneself to all that is.
It will take a complete letting go of all that we know and hold dear.
It will take a blind leap of faith.
It will take a willingness to trust in that which we cannot see while we cling to
a promise given to each of us long ago.
We have a choice…
we can choose to remain lost, bitter or angry.
Or we can cling to the one promise we have…
Be not afraid…
The tragedy, the accident, the sorrow which could not, cannot be prevented…
nor that of the painful results, while one seems to remain caught in the vicious cycle
of pain both physical and spiritual, that results from such situations…
is ours to either keep and hold on to or to let go of while we figure out how to find our way back…home
That is our choice, our conscious decision.
There are no accidents with God, no coincidence.
And when in the desert, He remains steadfast despite a perceived silence.
I say all of this as I am in the midst of reading a book that is a tale
of the horrific, the unthinkable, the unimaginable and yet a tale
of the hope, the healing, and the Saving Grace…
of which far outweighs that of the Evil.
More on this story as time allows.
It does indeed seem empty to say to those who suffer the unimaginable that they must simply
hold on and hold tight…
but that is exactly what we all must be willing to do…
and to “will” ourselves takes a conscious act…
Something Beautiful Happened
A Story of Survival and Courage in the Face of Evil
by Yvette Manessis Corporon
So do not fear, for I am with you;
do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
“All who rage against you
will surely be ashamed and disgraced;
those who oppose you
will be as nothing and perish.
Though you search for your enemies,
you will not find them.
Those who wage war against you
will be as nothing at all.
For I am the Lord your God
who takes hold of your right hand
and says to you, Do not fear;
I will help you.