Tam asked what you do if you’re in a dark tunnel
Yes, I could say I’m in a tunnel right now; or I could write it off as mid-life crisis. I don’t know what tomorrow holds; I don’t know what God wants me to be doing for Him; I don’t know where I should be going, or what I should be doing.
I don’t know how to make my wife feel better about herself. I don’t have an answer for her questions. I’m not comfortable with not having the answers or solution; I’m not comfortable with “I don’t know.”
But then I turn on the news and imagine the thousands of Chinese people that are trapped right now in a truly dark place – dead, dying, or alive – and I realize I don’t have that much to complain about.
This is when I realize how blessed I am, how I don’t really have much to complain about, and how I should be focused on others. But what can I do about all those people on the other side of the world???
Nothing, really. Even praying for them seems more like appeasing my own guilt feelings, rather than truly caring about the nameless people experiencing all the pain and suffering.
God is big enough to control the outcomes of all these world disasters, yet personal enough to also care about the stupid little things that we get so spun up about. I really appreciate that from Him, but sometimes feel a little silly bringing up my *problems* at all.
Someone said, “Don’t sweat the small stuff; and it’s all small stuff.” Isn’t that true?