There are times in life where it appears that a little rain turns into a monsoon and no relief can be seen. Just recently, I experienced a loss so great it strikes to the core of my very being. On January 11, 2013 at 04:58 A.M., my father made his transition to the other side, leaving me to navigate this world without his continuing new additions to the sage wisdom and life lessons that he loved to share. I miss him, but I am not sad that he has gone forward. I am sad that no more can I call on my daddy and he comes to my aid. I am sad that he will not get to see his grandsons grow to become grand men. Yet in my sadness, I have found a happiness that is beyond understanding. I am happy that my father is not in any more pain. Happy to know I am his legacy. I am happy to know he had more faith in my abilities than I did. I am happy that at my young age he introduced me to God, the same God that took my hand when daddy had to let go, and He continues to lead me forward.
It seems like it will never quit raining. At times like these, we learn what it means to live in the valley. Many times as ministers, we toil with our companions in the valleys of life. We drudge through the sorrows, the pains, and sometimes the death of all of our communities. Often we live for what feels like forever in the valley of despair and minister to the lost souls already there. We dare not say we do not want to join them, for we have been called to this valley to seek, to save, to restore, to reunite, to reconcile, to fight for the causes of those others who have stepped over. Some days I get to see the mountaintop and maybe even stand there for just a moment. But back to the valley I shall go for sure, for there are those who need me in the valley where the rain does not seem to stop. I am coming to just enjoy the storm for what it is, an uncomfortable test and a dimension of the reality we humans live in. I recall some words about the Lord,
“I waited patiently for the Lord; He inclined to me and heard my cry. He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure. He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the Lord.” Psalm 40:1-3 (ESV)
Be patient, be still and wait for the rain to stop, because God is still God. Amen!
James B. Angus, Jr., M. Div is a doctorial student at Argosy University.
Argosy University’s Doctor of Education (EdD) in Pastoral Community Counseling degree program is based on the belief that religious/spiritual communities provide unique opportunities for human growth and development and for establishing caring institutions and practices that contribute to flourishing human communities.
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