Unbalanced Life

I find security when life functions like an accountant’s organized ledgers.  Keeping each column of faith, family, and finances balanced.

It was a leap of faith accepting a job offered to my husband, but one that would increase our family’s equity to help pay off our remaining liabilities.  There was fear he was offered too much money, but we moved forward.

After employed for one year with this company, we left for our first vacation to celebrate my brother’s wedding.  On vacation my Dad and husband were infected with Shigella and Tadd spent one day of vacation inside a hospital.  Sometimes life tilts us temporarily only to recover quickly.  Once healthy enough to travel we desired to return to our balanced, well planned out life.

Except everything changed.

Without warning my husband was let go from his place of employment and we were left wondering if we were going to lose everything.  Life’s liabilities out weighed our assets and equity, leaving me horribly unbalanced.

I was not in control.  I turned to God in panic not faith.  It was during this time I found despite everything that was shaken, the foundation stood firm.

Living an unbalanced life is a thin place for me — a place where I could have easily given into deep despair, instead I experienced God’s power and love.

When the economy began to threaten the balance of our lives again; I was reminded of God’s faithfulness. God whispered to me once again, “He gives a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-discipline.1



1. 2 Timothy 1:7

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This was written in response to a challenge by Mary DeMuth.  Her newly published book Thin Places is about hope and healing.  I have reviewed Thin Places by Mary DeMuth on Lori’s Book Reviews .  I encourage all women to read Thin Places, but also I invite you to write about a thin place where you have experienced God’s presence.



12 Pearls of Christmas: He is Always Enough

Christmas in a Barn
by Mary DeMuth

The Christmas of 2006 we were homeless. We didn’t have keys. Not to a car, not to a home. We’d flown halfway around the world, leaving behind a ministry we toiled over. Much, particularly in our hearts, lay in ruins.


Some friends had a camp, and on that camp stood a barn. In the corner of the barn was a tiny apartment, flanked by this caboose and hundreds of acres of Texas pasture. We’d never been there before, so we followed directions at night, making plenty of wrong turns.

When we found the place, we drove a borrowed car over the cattle guard toward what would be our home for a month. String lights illuminated a small porch, a window and a door in the corner of an aluminum-sided barn. We hefted large pieces of luggage to the apartment.

And when we opened the door, Love welcomed us.

The place, usually completely unfurnished in the winter, was decked out with just the right amount of beds, couches and tables. The pantry was full. We had dishes and garbage cans, and cups and forks and food. But even more, we had a Christmas tree. Friends had hijacked the place, decorating it for Christmas. Cookies preened on the table.

I will never, ever forget that Christmas. We had so little. We felt the painful burden of failure. But we were loved, so terribly and wonderfully loved.

Christmas felt right there, in a barn. We heard the nickering of horses, the meowing of kittens, the clop of hooves against the barn floor. Chickens and goats and cows served as a holy object lesson of the incarnation. Although we were warm and clothed, we understood more keenly the Savior’s homelessness, how He left the splendor of heaven for the sodden earth. We experienced barnyard life alongside him, without much to call our own except our Heavenly Father and our sweet family.

He was enough, that Christmas. And He will always will be.

Mary Demuth
Mary DeMuth writes fiction and nonfiction. Her latest book, A Slow Burn released in October and she has a memoir entitled Thin Places coming out in February of 2010. You can meet her: http://www.marydemuth.com, http://www.thewritingspa.com, on Facebook and Twitter!

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