The Key to Surviving Crisis and Crashes
Adjusting the Balance of Routine
Planting of Seeds in Our Story
How do we keep on going as the seeds plant they make our story? There is overwhelming joy while weeding the thistles that attempt to squelch our growth. Maintenance affords some sense of normalcy during our crisis and crashes. Still, what is normal? While surviving the world we may experience anything but, "normal."
There is comfort in experiencing the routine or is that merely complacency? When life strikes, we have to act and at least react.
In life, we seek balance while still hitting bumps along the way. The attacks are fierce, but, it’s those covert approaches of crisis that ran with an extra punch to the gut. They sneak up, rock your world, and leave you off balance.
Where it feels discombobulating, nonetheless, the action causes us to process, experience, adjust, grow, submerge, or deal with an event or happening.
What is throwing you off balance? I hope you know regardless of the wall you’re up against today, God is breaking it down. His timing is the undeniable truth of how He continues to build us up in the darkest of places. Regardless of circumstance eventually His truth will be revealed.
Seedlings from pain or joy within our stories overflow and take root in the soil of faith. The blur of our tears makes it difficult to see God's grace. There is an ongoing cycle of planting regardless of soil conditions that are underway. The tears we shed during life’s challenges are the water often needed to cultivate the most challenging soil. When there is a foundation available to be planted and tended to, then too it is full of God's grace.
Crisis can make us crash! But, it only takes a tiny seed of faith to weather the storms of life. These hearty seeds nestle in, root, and then climb up a vine toward the light of the upper canopy. Light is brightest there, and this is where the seedlings expand into mature leaves while basking in the glory of the glow. As they near the heavens they seek only to grow and flourish. How the seeds spilled off, to begin with, no longer matters. The fact that they find light aides their growth and this is what matters most.
The following Short Film: Gives a little explaination of the vine seeking the Upper Canopy
I've Fallen But I Will Get Up
The Broken Can Heal
The crisis of life storm in! Branches flail with ragged edges swirling in the wind. If they brush against flesh, they can cut deep. However, we are to band together during the storms in faithful obedience trusting the power of God. Don't let the current crisis crash your spirit. Consider it all joy.
Now that may sound ridiculous, but is it? God tells us He has it covered, and still, we struggle as we let go of Him! The joy is in knowing He'll never let us go. Trusting in this truth allows us to consider it all joy.
"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds because you know the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. James1:2-4"
There will, of course, be chaos but broken or fallen branches are always welcome to graft back to the vine. Tiny seeds of faith replant, root, and emerge into new growth. God is sending reinforcements of His strength into our crisis. He supplies the needs that allow branches to attach to the vine that is always reaching.
Recalculating in Ways we Can Only Imagine
A crash can recur, one of mine is due to a physical illness. I suppose I compare it to a repetitive lousy dream. Therefore, I understand the emotions that take hold when a crisis takes up storage room in one's heart. While I armor myself with good humor and tenacity, I too need time to allow God to sink in during those crash zones.
When awake and dealing with the tough stuff in life, it can feel like a bad dream. All of us have battles. My nemesis is a nerve-muscle disease. The body often crashes without warning. However, isn't this is how a crisis shows up in our lives?
During my crash, a silent thief creeps into my trunk where each breath seems to space itself farther apart. I try to lie still, allowing air to flow into my lungs. But they weaken regardless of concentration to inflate. I find myself in a state of suspended animation on a ventilator; I'm at a loss! These crashes are difficult to navigate. But God meets us there in our battles. As in any crisis aren’t we all trying to catch our breath!
Many have asked me what it is like to go into a state where you’re unable to breathe for yourself? Could I ask them the same question? Is crisis not similar for all of us like a slow fade with an impending collapse after the most extended workout? As if on a treadmill that keeps on going with no rest in sight. How is that for a visual? I think it’s accurate.
If we look under the hoods of the surrounding cars, we would see some mighty tired squirrels running the belts of those engines. In the least, we would see some deflated people behind the masks of illusion.
The hard part of the crisis is the crash! We can hit hard due to the inability to predict its approach. Often the only sign is a quiet observance of something askew. You know, that, I can’t put my finger on it, but it's not right. The crash is scary, it overwhelms, but God is quick to come to our aid if listening. In the aftermath, He provides the pearls of faith needed for every season of crisis. He recalculates our course and makes our path straight.
Climbing Back up we are Never Alone
We all Have a Story of Crisis and Crashes
My story has its share of crisis and crashes. Life complicates as difficult questions present. Overwhelmed, and in shock, I find it hard to answer with any sense of assurance due to fatigue!
It should not concern me as God handles it. I'm human, but God! He surrounds us with the nurturing of others and the fruit of His Spirit. He shines through the darkness in the talents of various caring people, whom He uses to help decide when we can't.
In these moments you have to release control and trust we are in "over our head." Beautifully over our head, because trusting God is the best option as He pours over you.
He has a reason for this and all seasons in life. As I reflect, I am humbled by medical staff that shares with me that there is a power of faith I display amid a crisis, and people find this attitude amazing. That power is not me, but rather God in me. Often my flesh is screaming through the laughter and crying behind the smiles. Little do they know, how many times God restarts the heart, from the pits of despair. He does so even while sleeping without a breath of our own. He is our breath, He meets you there in the quiet, despite our flesh He makes us strong, and there is no greater joy!
Corinthians 12:9 "But He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong."
It takes an Army of Believers to Rally a Big Storm
Sharing Prayer in crisis Helps Keep the Sand Bags in Place
We're aware that everyone has a crisis and we crash more often than we care to admit! Sharing our journey's allows a jolt of energy to lift those closest to the crash. There in the stillness emerges, for when we pray we shut down all unneeded power sources. We focus our energy together on the power of God to see us through. We gear up and hang tight calling on all prayer warriors still knowing we're in for a ride with some caution and twisty turns as we submit to God's will.
You can do this, take an inventory of your resources, explore the best options, come together in faith and fellowship with friends and family. Get on your knees and hold tight in trust that God has us. In our chaos and mess If we can just let Him take the wheel.
The moments leading up to life-altering decision are the toughest. A team for the loved one battle to keep sandbags in place of the holes in our heart's. These holes are where doubt, confusion, and fear want to break out and seep into our rooted soil of faith. These attacks seek to poison the truth that God is already working things together for our good.
We know God's grace is sufficient, and He is all we need. In the flesh, the battle to control any piece of the nightmare ensues when we know it’s ridiculous even to try. As weak as the body becomes, the mind and heart compete for first place in the tenacious assault of wills.
Realizing the relinquishment of control of everything to God is all we need no matter the outcome it will be okay. Still, it takes a minute to process the crashes in life. How lucky are we when God sends messengers to remind us of His glory? They point us to His saving grace, and we thank you, Jesus.
It is Tough in the Middle of Your Mess
In the middle of our mess it’s more difficult to hold on to the miracles, yet in Proverbs 3: 5-6 it tells us to “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your understanding; in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your path straight.”
The darkness has the power of doubt; the enemy is trying to steal our joy. You are the flames that put me through hell, fear, anger, hurt, and assuredly everything that keeps crisis as the temperature of living. But, we know a better way, the only way, the truth, and life in Christ. He manages our crisis and takes us from the crashes. Praise be to God!
Don't let Doubt Break you Down Just Keep Praying - Kesha Shares her Battle in this Powerful Piece of Artistry, but, Lets not Forget who Answers our Prayers
Oh Sweet Kesha
Oh, sweet Kesha, and all that battle a world that would tell us otherwise, Yes! There is a God! He is right there in every struggle, every tear, and every scream! He is the raft, the water, and everything! You are important to Him; we are all important to Him!
I get it, we all get it, and the crash and the crisis are tough. Let out the scream shed the tear; people will help to sandbag the holes in your heart. So, keep praying because God fixes all the brokenness. The world will be allowed the thorns and the thistle, but keep climbing and leaning on one another on our way home, because He is the vine and we are the branches connected to Him.
I Breathe you in Again
I hope to remember as the crisis, and crashes of life continue that the best and only place to learn is with the beautiful wisdom of God, and my favorite prayer when in the midst of the breakdown is to say, Jesus!
I believe God will guide you the rest of the way! Come, tear down the boxes I’ve tried to put you in, because I’ve been here before and you always meet me there, as you crash over me, when I am in over my head, I breathe you in again, my Jesus.
Bethel Music Prayer When in Beautifully Over My Head
© 2017 Kathy Henderson