Perhaps one of the most keenly felt aspects of disappointment is that it is so debilitating. It’s not like the fierce storm of heartbreak that sweeps in and decimates the landscape in a matter of moments. No, it’s more like a winter’s night that just won’t end. Perhaps it is two o’clock in the morning right now for you. If so, my dear sister, I want you to remember that no matter what your feelings tell you, the truth remains—you are not alone.
1. Would you take a few moments and write down, as honestly as you can, all the disappointments of your life, no matter how trivial they may seem? And beside each disappointment would you write, “Hope does not disappoint!”? Keep it as a faith journal and see over time how God has brought the promise of spring from the longest winter.
2. I love what theologian Miroslav Volf wrote: “Though our bodies and souls may become ravished, yet we continue to be God’s temple—at times a temple in ruins, but sacred space nonetheless.” Would you be willing to offer worship even now in the ruins of what you see because you are the dwelling place of God?
3. Would you ask God for eyes to see, even through your dark night, others who are cast adrift and be a lighthouse of hope, no matter how dim the flame may feel? Commit this verse to heart. “We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. And this hope will not lead to disappointment.”
Lord of all the seasons of my soul, I offer my deepest disappointments to You, believing that You alone can bring morning from the darkest night.
From The Storm Inside ©2014 by Sheila Walsh. (Thomas Nelson) Used by permission. All rights reserved.