If you had ever met Megan, you would have immediately loved her. She had very high highs and very low lows but anytime she met someone, she made an impression on you. She was kind and compassionate soul that would give you the last of what she had and do without herself. She had a tough life, partly because of her choices, but she tried.
I cannot tell you how many times I prayed for this child. At 18, I was pregnant, unmarried and scared. I had no idea what God was up to. She was a child that I didn’t know I wanted until I got her. I remember sitting at the hospital holding a newborn baby thinking, now what do I do? I had never been around children. I have never even changed a diaper. She moved quickly through the growing up. She never could sit still. She crawled for one day. One day. She was walking the next. I joked with her as she grew up, you are my experiment. We would laugh together when I told her that I didn’t have a clue what I was doing. She reassured me that I was doing fine and then she would tell me what to change. It was usually something that was in her favor. Sneaky kid. We laughed more than we cried. We grew up together. And at the end of the day, we muddled along and both turned out okay. I wanted to teach her things about life that I had learned from the school of hard knocks. I never wanted her to deal with the things that I did. I never wanted her to hurt, be in pain or miss any good opportunities. I was her mom, her cheerleader, her friend, her encourager, and sometimes her conscience aka Jiminy Cricket. She was full of questions. Most of them I didn’t have an answer for but I tried. That is all I can say, this momma tried. Mommying is hard. Very hard. I had to do it alone for most of her life. I do feel that the greatest thing that I ever done for her is to pray for her. I didn’t have anything else. It was my greatest source of defense. I don’t think she ever knew how much I prayed for her. And I do not regret one second of it. I literally wore out my knees on that child. She was a challenge. I tried to teach her but honestly, she taught me more than I ever taught her. She taught me unconditional love, honesty, patience, heartache, consistency and compassion. Did I mention patience? This kid was so stubborn. She wanted to find her own way. She was determined to do what she wanted. I prayed wisdom, peace and joy over her. Constantly. It was needed. Time and time again, she would call me. She didn’t have to tell me anything, I could tell in the tone of her voice that she needed to hear 4 words from me. You are worth more. I have no idea why but I began telling her that when she was young. Megan, you are worth more. Low self-esteem plagued her life. No matter how hard she tried to move past it, it remained a hardship. She just wanted to fit, belong and be content. She befriended everyone and never knew a stranger. I would come home from work to find strange people in my house. It was kind of nerve wracking but that was Megan. She would do anything for her friends. Feed them, gave them clothes and shoes, talked to them, cried with them and loved them where they were. She was the example of a person who felt true and honest compassion for people and it didn’t matter their background, color or religion.
New Every Morning
Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “Therefore I hope in Him!” To lament simply means to cry out. This book goes through many emotions in its short five chapters. Remorse about God’s judgement on Judah’s sin, hope in God’s compassion, disgrace and God’s faithfulness. Despite everything and how much we mess up, His compassion never fails. Mercy…we don’t deserve it yet He pours out His love, grace, goodness, forgiveness, truth, compassion and faithfulness. He never fails and grace never fails. Sometimes we don’t understand His ways, but He never leaves us. Every morning is a do-over with God. His forgiveness cannot be compared to anything. Faithfulness is the basis of our belief system. We believe that the cornerstone of life is Christ and no matter where we go, what we do, we can always fall to the cornerstone for strength, trust and hope. He will never fail us or forsake us.
There was a multitude of sins during this time in Jerusalem and these sins caused horrific judgement from God. Judah was taken captive to serve as slaves in Babylon. There was pagan worship, they had become vile and suffered great sorrow as a nation. They were remorseful. The comforter who should restore lives was far from them. God covered the daughter of Zion with a cloud of anger. He allowed them to suffer by withdrawing His hand of protection. He poured out His fury.
Lamentations 3:21 ‘This I recall to my mind; therefore, I have hope.’ Despite everything, there is hope. His compassions never fail, they never cease and they are as reliable as the rising and the setting of the sun. The word mercy is referenced over 250 times in the Bible. God’s gracious love, His love, grace, mercy, forgiveness, truth and faithfulness. Compassion is love with shoes on. God is our portion and He is good to those who wait patiently on Him. In our time of waiting, v.40-41, we must search and examine our ways, turn back to Him and lift our hearts and hands to Him. He redeems us and calls us His and it doesn’t matter how far we stray. He remains forever and will never forget you. It may take you years to stray but one second to return to Him. Yes, He is that kind of God.
Are you spiritually bankrupt? Have you gotten to the end of your rope only to find that the know is untied? Are you fighting an uphill battle with no end in sight? Here’s hope…. Matthew 11:28-30, “Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” Our lives are like a car wreck. Sometimes we spin out of control. Our worlds are flipped upside down. We lose control of the wheel because we didn’t see another car coming. Sometimes the music is too loud that we cannot focus on the road. Stopping the spinning is what God does best. He can make sure the seat belt is tightened and readjust our focus. Sometimes we must have the wreck so that He can get our attention. We must rest in the promise that no matter what happens, God is still in control. He doesn’t want to be the co-pilot but rather the pilot. He doesn’t want us drifting around on the water but rather He wants us to anchor to Him. Once we stop and sit at His feet for a while, we can see the other car coming and we can focus on the path that we are on so that the distractions of life do not get in the way of our worship. Because of this, we can have hope in Him. We place our hope in many things. Our family (they will always disappoint us), our friends (some have their own agenda), our jobs (everyone is replaceable). What if we placed our hope in Someone who truly deserves it? Fire, earthquakes, famine, war…. after these take place, what is left? Put your faith and hope in God Almighty. Put your faith and hope in the One who truly deserves of our time and energy. He created us to worship Him. He created us to have hope in Him.