Monthly Archives: January 2014

On Hope

On Dasher, On Dancer… Well, maybe not.  I was just reading a verse in Romans about “hope”, and felt the urge to blog about it.

On a side note, I think I do much better with this blogging thing when I am more “random” about it.  When I try to write about topics such as singleness and pain, I get bored…I am like my good friend, “Deep thoughts and …. Squirrel.”  (A blog – the name inspired by the movie Up.)

On Hope…

This is what Paul says, “I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him.  Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit” (Romans 15:13).

My blog posts recently have not been filled with hope.  I am obviously having a hard time of it, lately.

I was just reminded that it is hard to plan your future when you have an illness.  Our culture promotes independence.  They tell us that he is a “self-made-man”.  To Christians, we believe that only God made himself.  For a man to believe he is “self-made” would be making himself equal to God.

This belief poses a serious problem.  Note what happened in the Garden of Eden.

Finances, success and all those earthly things can disappear in an instant.  If we place our hope in those things, we will suffer from insecurity, becoming greedy and self-centred.   Kind of sounds like our culture, doesn’t it?

And, how much is enough?  I heard a story about a man, who when the ‘ship was sinking’ stole a ridiculous amount of money from his company.  Something in the neighborhood of over 300 million.  (I am going by memory so details are sketchy, and I confess I am too lazy to try and “google” it for accuracy.)

The reporters made him sound like the worst man on the planet, but I thought, when we start to count up how much we need, we begin to wonder if it will be enough, and so we keep adding more and more until the number is astronomically ridiculous.  I don’t think this man is any different than me.  In fact, I would have to factor in how much I would need for Bobbi Brown cosmetics and Davids Tea.  That would be a lot more, People!

I remember having a break-through moment when I was at work.  I was in so much pain, I leaned against the counter in the kitchen and said, “Okay, God whatever you want from me, I will do.  I give up.  You win.”

But, as I try to let God have His way with my future, I still find myself holding on to my own dreams and desires.  I don’t want to let go.  I hear the pastors saying,  “You are not trusting in God.”  I know, I know!

I don’t trust that He knows what is best for me.  It doesn’t help that I have been in fairly constant pain for nearly 3 months.  It casts a shadow on the scripture I quoted.

Does God really know what is best for me?

Then I read Paul’s words, and I find comfort.  It is one of the verses I come to when I am in need.   “I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him.  Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit.”

God is my “source” of hope!  God will fill me with “joy and peace” but this will only happen when I “trust in him”.  And, it is only when I “trust in him” that I will “overflow with confident hope”, and only “through the power of the Holy Spirit.”

Through Zechariah 4:6, God reminds us that nothing is done but through his Spirit:  “Then he said to me, “This is the word of the LORD to Zerubbabel: Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, says the LORD of hosts.”

Notice that God reminds us twice that He is the one speaking to us.

I think it’s a daily choice, choosing to trust God.  I am going to take on the challenge!  I am going to try my darndest to wake up tomorrow morning, and not gripe and complain to God first thing as I usually do, but instead say, “I trust you.”

Blessings on you this day and throughout the coming week!



God Will Not Give You More Than You Can Handle

Hi there,

It has been awhile.  A long while since I have written.

I didn’t quite like that my friend commented that my recent blog posts did not sound so much like complaints, but rather without hope.  Since God is the “God of Hope”  as per Romans 15:13,  “So I pray for you Gentiles that God who gives you hope will keep you happy and full of peace as you believe in him. I pray that God will help you overflow with hope in him through the Holy Spirit’s power within you,” I could not continue writing about pain.

But, this blog is still about pain in one sense.  I was struggling.  I struggled with the words that kept coming to me, “God will not give you more than you can handle.”

The thing I struggled with was my frustration and anger at God FOR giving me more than I could handle.  I cry out to Him to take the pain away.  More often than not, I just want to lie down and die.  I couldn’t take it.

And, just when things were beginning to improve with my pain (disc impinging on the nerve causing ridiculous pain in my left side, leg and calf) I slipped coming down my friend’s stairs.  I thought I was okay, but one week later I woke up with horrible pain.

I wanted to lie down again.  But then God shone his light and sent His truth into my situation!

Recently, my friend sent me a link to a blog post.  The author was talking about how God does give us more than we can handle, so we will come to him.  Another friend, who also received the blog post, said she hated the saying, “God will not give you more than you can handle” because it removes God from the equation.  It implies we are living/surviving by our own strength.

This saying goes contrary to what God says in His Word.  Isaiah 41:10 says, “Don’t be afraid, for I am with you. Don’t be discouraged, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will hold you up with my victorious right hand.”

God Himself will strengthen me.  I, Ellie, cannot strengthen me.  It is impossible for me to endure this pain without God’s love, strength and help.

I listened to the sermon my pastor gave last Sunday, he talked about sometimes God is calling us to put one foot in front of the other, and to trust Him.  We are being called to live “big faith”, my pastor asserted.  So, that day, as I hobbled to my physio appointment, I had to talk myself through each step.  I would say, “One foot in front of the other, God will heal me…”

I cannot say that I am living this well.  I still feel like I grumble, complain and am feeling way too sorry for myself.  I know that I need to pray more and let God’s peace radiate through my broken body.  I need to submit.  It will come.

In the meantime, here is that blog if you are interested in reading her story:

Much love,