Like many families, mine has had many struggles. When my husband and I met, I was a single mom and he was a long haul truck driver. We were both used to the single life. We spent the first year of our relationship figuring each other out, trying to adjust to not being single, and … learning to compromise. Compromise didn’t come easy for either of us but we prevailed and have — for the most part 😉 — been successful.
We struggled (and sometimes still do) with the blended family process. Let’s face it. When you add an another adult in a child’s life, it’s not always smooth sailing. Still, my son loves my husband, and my husband loves my son. And yes, some days I just want to smack their heads together and tell them both to smarten up 😉 Despite those days, I suspect they are just like any other father/son, and their relationship is actually more good than bad.
For years, we struggled with infertility, and then there is the (still) ongoing adoption process. Both of these processes can destroy a relationship. I’ve seen it happen in many families. Fertility issues can become a blame game, and it’s usually one person blaming themselves when things don’t work properly. Add to this, the fact that the adoption process is very long and detailed. Strangers spend months digging into the deepest depths of your lives — your emotions, your problems. your every day. Soon, you recognize that your relationship is being dissected bit by bit.
But there are other struggles too, ones that are common problem in most families. That is financial. Like many families, we both work long hours to try and make ends meet, and sometimes, they just don’t. My husband has been working either in another province or long haul trucking for almost two years … sleeping in his own bed a few days every month. I watch children in our home, a decent job until things like going to school, vacations, maternity leave, or job layoffs occur and then money gets tight again. I work 10-12 hours a day. My husband works equally as long. But, at times, the income is still not enough.
But I don’t despair because I know Jesus has a plan for me and my family. I know also that the storms we are going through can be weathered, and we will be stronger at the other end. We just have to hold on. Not just to each other but to Jesus.
In the midst of these trials, I often wonder if we’re not trusting Him enough to get us through. Maybe, I’m like Peter when he was in the boat and the waves were all around him. Jesus appeared walking on water and Peter believed in Him enough to get out of the boat and walk on the water, but fell short of trusting Jesus enough to know he was safe. (Matthew 14:25-33). Maybe despite our prayers and our faith, we aren’t trusting in Jesus like we need to.
It’s those tiny cracks of doubt that satan uses time and time again. Cracks where he plants a seed of doubt, telling us that we won’t survive. Or, that Jesus won’t take care of our needs. But he is a liar. I know we will be okay because I know Jesus has a beautiful plan for our lives. He wrote His purpose in our heart while we were still in our mother’s womb, and that purpose is critical to becoming who we were intended to be.
So, even in the midst of the storm, I just need to keep reminding myself that if my faith can move mountains, Jesus will also help us overcome this storm as well.
“And Jesus said, “Come.” And when Peter was come down out of the ship, he walked on the water, to go to Jesus. But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink, he cried, saying, “Lord, save me.” And immediately Jesus stretched forth [His] hand, and caught him, and said unto him, “O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?” (Matthew 14:29-31)
When Peter was come down out of the ship, he walked on the water, to go to Jesus. But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink, he cried, saying, “Lord, save me.” And immediately Jesus stretched forth His hand, and caught him, and said unto him, “O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?” (Matthew 14:29-31)