The Wild Ride. . .

Barefoot in the grass...It's spring!

Barefoot in the grass…It’s spring!

This Philippians 4:8 life is a wild roller coaster.

It’s a track built with painful bumps,  thrilling hills , terrifying drops that take your breath, and straight ways laden with reminders of how amazingly full and rich the ride can be.

Just in the last week, we have experienced all things…full and empty…pleasure and pain. . .

My spring break from school  began cold and  rainy. It was  spring break none the less…9 days of free time which included leisurely mornings of lingering over coffee (2 cups – Oh Joy!)  and extended Bible study  followed by  sweet afternoons of lazy napping and reading. There was shopping at IKEA (Oh be still my heart!) and two  days with my 22 year old baby boy who was on college spring break.

On Thursday, Bear and I ran away on a very brief overnight attempt to salvage what was left of my fickle weathered time off . . A new destination was selected, an uncharted path with unexpected treasures. The sun was shining and life was sweet in our short escape.

Brasstown Valley Resort and Spa

Brasstown Valley Resort and Spa


As the weekend approached, we marked the anniversary of my daddy’s death,  we  celebrated  the baptism of my one of my precious students, and we ate a terrific lunch with Sweet Momma. The  joyful  and the bittersweet rolling along side by side. . .

Then on Monday as my normal school routine resumed. . .down the road in my son’s college town, something went terribly wrong. Someone’s normal was shattered…

My son lost a close friend. . .His friend ended his young life. . . abruptly.


It was the first time that suicide had impacted my family so personally, and I have been left with questions.

My heart tilts – at the hopelessness this one must have felt. . .the isolation. . .the fear. . .the anger. . .

I have questions.

My motherly emotions and anxious thoughts rise up in my chest as I pray for this dear one’s parents . . .what a cruel phone call that must have been.

My love for my son and his friends beats hard with closed fists. . .Life is difficult and people hurt.

How do we as frail humanity process this roller coaster life because sometimes it seems far from Philippians 4:8?

Suicide is not part of the good, the right, noble, the excellent and the praiseworthy.

It is not Philippians 4:8…

Yes. . . there are those priceless sparkly jaw dropping moments and then. . .  we top the hill and see the drop. . .

On this wild chaotic ride there are few things that are clearly certain, but for me, my One Certainty is a Savior.

… I am comforted by a reminder from the apostle Paul just a few thoughts later in his letter to the Philippians.

“Not that I am speaking of being in need, for I have learned in WHATEVER (emphasis mine)  situation I am to be content. I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. I can do all things through him who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:11-13 (ESV)

It’s the whatevers…in “whatever” situation I am in…content…contentment.

Not always happy but satisfied …that HE is able to meet my need in the WHATEVERS…and He always does…and He always has.

God holds me securely in his care. . .keeping me on my  track, lovingly restrained…but fully experiencing the ride. . .

This wild ride.



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