My husband preached a sermon today entitled "Bumpers of Faith". He used an analogy from a father/daughter date he had with Emily a few months ago to describe how the pillars of our faith work in our lives.
When bowling with a five year-old, you use bumpers. The ball may roll from one side of the lane to the other, bang every which way, or spin out of control... but the bumpers keep it in the lane.
This is how the pillars of our faith (pillars of truth) work. Our life may spin out of control, things may get horrible, the pain may feel unbearable... but the things we know to be true hold us securely in the boundaries of God's love.
At the end of the service, Josh had us write down some of the pillars of faith we cling to in our own lives (which are, of course, true for us all) and attach them to the sides of "bumpers" he had created down the center aisle of the church. Then we walked down the aisle, stopping to read the pillars of faith that hold us securely, even in the midst of the storms of life.
My pillars?
He is the God of Restoration.
He will wipe every tear from my eyes.
He is big enough to handle my questions.
Babies live forever with Him.
I know no greater pain than the loss of my son. I cannot explain the agony of knowing this is my new life... that I have joined a club I never asked to or dreamed I would join--- one made up of parents who have buried their children.
But, I also know no greater love than that of the One Who is the Only Reason I am still breathing.
You see, He is a member of the club, too--- only He joined willingly.
He gave His Son so mine could live forever.
That is the ultimate pillar of truth.
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