Thursday, October 4, 2012

Don't Let it Become a House of Sorrow

Blue Moon

I was standing in my parlour, just standing there, in misery.  So many wonderful things were happening and then this.  It was another trial. One that brought tears of frustration and pain.  Mr. White and my boys helped us through it.  They were the protectors, and the problem solvers.  But I was still fearful and shaky.

John walked over to me. He is 15.  He opened his Bible and started to read Psalm 23.  Matt (19) had a hand on the door to go outside. He paused and listened.  Suddenly all was calm. None of it mattered anymore. We were comforted and soothed. We could move on.  We could forgive, offer grace and mercy, and let the Lord handle the trial.

Have you ever seen those medicine commercials for those suffering from depression? I often watch the people sitting in the chair, or not getting out of bed, and think, I would LOVE to do that! I would love to sit near  a window all day, staring out at the landscape, and not have to worry, or do anything.  And this is the temptation, when the whole world seems to be crashing down on us. However, these moments of suffering are passing. They don't last!  They are the dark night. We have to fight our way through them, using our weak flashlight (our positive attitude) until we make it to the dawn.

Every single home has troubles that come and go.  We will have calm times, and happy times, and joyful times.  Sadly, these may only last a few moments, but we have to hang on to them. We remember them, and reminisce about them, and bring them back, to get us through those other times.

Last night, I opened my hymnbook and sang with John. We sang, "Bringing in the Sheaves."  We sang it over and over again. Singing these old hymns remind us  that we will suffer in this life, but the reward will come.  Our work will last. It is important.  This is our comfort.

But please don't let the disappointments, financial worries, disagreements, or the sorrow for sins around us, bring down the gray hairs of sorrow on your homes.  Let them not be houses of mourning.  We have to do the work of smiling, laughing, joking and making light of things. We have to seek out the rainbows, and open the curtains to see the sunshine! 

Each moment, each morning, let all bitterness and grudges fall away. Start new with a smile and some love, and a heart of cheerful service.  Make your home a happy place, despite the trouble. If you do that, you will be the greatest wife and mother on this earth!

Mrs. White

When Mr. White and I started our family, we took - A Vow of Poverty.

What My Aunt Taught Me - Manners Learned at the Finishing School.

Every Home Should Have - A Housewife on Duty.

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Rhonda said...

Thank you. I needed to read these words right now.

Kristen H. said...

This is very much what I needed to hear right now, Mrs. White. Thank you so much.

Rebecca Knox said...

Thank you, Mrs. White! I think you wrote these words just for me! May God's greatest blessings be yours today and always! (((HUG)))

Noelle the dreamer said...

Thinking of you and your family and sending good thoughts and lots of prayers.
Whatever has happened will pass, God is good and will weather the storm with you!
I liked your post Mrs. White very much! It brought to mind how easily we let sad times overwhelm us!
Hang in there!

Anonymous said...

Thank you for taking the time to write these encouraging words in the midst of your own troubles...may help and blessings come soon...

Rayna St. Pierre said...

Dear Mrs. White,

Thinking of you and sending lots of love and prayers your way. You continue to inspire - even in your sorrow. You are remarkable.

suzannah said...

I needed this really bad Mrs white:-) yesterday was a rough day and I doubted my faith and perseverance in times of trial and stress. Thank you

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