When I look back at 2017, our family sure had its share of
difficult days, weeks, and months. On paper, 2017 dealt us several harder blows
than 2016. That is why, when I think back to 2017, I am amazed—because, for me,
it was a much better year.
In 2016, I was a rebel fighter. I fought change. I fought schedule
conflicts. I fought my little circle being turned inside out. I clung
desperately to the way things had been and blamed people for changing everything
that I was comfortable with.
Then 2017 came along. Our family faced far more changes (in
2017 alone, our family singing group changed its main singers and repertoire three
times completely—that usually happens about once every four years). We faced a magnitude
of heartache and trials like never before. But somewhere in between ‘16 and ‘17,
the fight left me. The God Who continually works in me (Psalm 138:8,
Philippians 1:6) didn’t give up on the “me” of 2016. Instead, He was patient.
He never stopped speaking to me from His Word. He never stopped giving me “just
the sermon I needed to hear.” He never took away godly family and friends who
prayed for and counseled me. Over and over again, He would point me in the direction
I should walk. He extended to me grace like I refused to extend to those around
me. Oh yes, there were days in 2017 when I audibly declared, “I give up! I just
give up!” The pressure was too hard. The change was too close. The hurt was too
real. But you know what? No matter what God allowed our way, He held me close.
He gave me the comfort I needed. He convicted me where I needed to be
convicted. And He has used it all to continually mold, shape, grow, and mature
me.
So when I examine my life, the biggest difference I see from
2016 and 2017 is me. In 2016 I was on
the verge of being bitter, crushed, and critical. God’s grace opened my eyes to
that and helped me to forgive, heal, refocus, and surrender.
I’m not saying all of this to at all exalt myself, but to
exalt my Savior. My family can testify that there were many days this year
where my attitude was pathetic, my focus awry, and my time mismanaged. But at
the end of the year, the Lord and Savior I serve brought me through another
year of ups and downs. Yes, we go through hard days. Yes, life is difficult.
Yes, some years are more trying than others. Our God never changes. And, if we
will let Him, He will use the merciless storms of life to show us a broader
measure of His grace and mercy.