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A Little Unsteady

Lately I've been listening to the song "Unsteady" by X Ambassadors. I came across this song after watching "World of Dance" where Fik Shun interpreted this song beautifully. I have listened to it every day since.Click for the Performance. Either way, the main message of the song repeats like so, "Hold on, hold on, hold on to me, because I'm a little unsteady, a little unsteady."

I have had my days where I've felt unsteady, that is, I can't seem to get a foothold on life. My transition to Minnesota is somewhat complete. I'm trying to schedule times to go into school that allows either myself or my wife time to be home with the kids, which leads to wonderful time with the children but very little time with my wife. In the past week, we've tried to get to school, but 3 out of the 7 days, our car went out of commission with various parts needing to be replaced, so nothing that needed to get done at school was accomplished. My diabetes is rampant and I've been stress eating a lot lately. Life has been a little unsteady.

Now, enter the news that spread throughout the WELS world. A husband/father lost his pregnant wife and 3 boys over a period of days after his wife and kids were involved in a car accident. My problems don't seem so tough anymore.

Hardships are exactly what they are: hard. Obviously there are different levels and each individual person goes through their own breaking points, but it wasn't until I was dealing with the news of other people's trials, and I realized that no matter what level of hardships we are enduring, we all read the same scripture that says, "Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." (Matthew 11:28-30)

At this very moment, you read that and you probably thought of your burdens, just as I did mine. Yet, we read the same words that command us to give these burdens to God because he will give us rest. I know I am weary, I'm burdened, and I can definitely use rest. Once I start putting trust in God, I know he will be there to help. I've seen way too many times in very unique ways where God showed me he was there. It wasn't always right away, but when I saw it, I knew. Now, whenever a trial or tribulation comes around, my initial reaction is to say, "I cannot wait to see how God strengthens my faith all the way to the end, and I look forward to walking even closer with him."

I truly believe that without these trials, I wouldn't be so adamant on relying on God. Granted, it would be nice to have a time of peace, but would I walk as close with God through those times? I pray that I would.

It is okay to have go through hardships, just remember that God is there. In fact, he encourages us to relieve these burdens because Jesus overcame all these sinful burdens. John 16:33 says, "I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But, take heart, I have overcome the world."

Lord, hold on, hold on, hold on to me, because I'm a little unsteady. Amen.




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