Monday, October 12, 2009

It is well...

These last few weeks have been very...stressful? Even though I love my new job, it's hard being away from my kids at Bear Hugs. And hard switching to something unfamiliar after almost 5 years! The Behl's are great. I really mean it, I couldn't have asked for a better family to nanny for! They have made this transition great. It's just still hard!

Something else that's not making this transition an easy one is "re-entry stress". It's one thing that I (and others who go on mission's trips) always struggle with when coming back from a trip. It's effected me differently every time I've gone to Haiti. Sometimes it lasts longer, sometimes it hits later. This time it hit much later. I'm dealing with a lot of it now. I hate it, I really do. But I wouldn't stop going on the trips because of it. Basically it's just a way that Satan tries to use the trip and take the glory of everything God did, and turn it sour. You have an overwhelming sense of feeling like an alien walking around in a foreign land. Not enjoying what you're doing here, because often times it feels so pointless. You feel disconnected from people that you love that don't get why you went or what you did, or the importance of it. I don't think I can properly explain it, and I don't think that I would get it unless I had experienced it myself. But I always find that in that time this song is so comforting! I love it. It completely and 100% humbles me, and comforts me. Brings me to my knees and God gives me such peace through it. I've been listening to it a lot lately :) lol.

"When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

* Refrain:
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul."


Mari said...

2 posts in one day? I'm impressed! I have always loved this song and it holds such meaning, regardless of what we are dealing with at the moment.
I'm sorry you are dealing with this stress right now. However, I know you are handling it the right way and I know you are a pretty special person too!

Mari G. said...

So this is where I get to know what's going on with you. I will be checking in on your blog ALOT more. Praying for you sis'...and I totally get it. Love you...

Nate and Brenda said...

I so understand where you are coming from. It has been more difficult at times for me this time more than any other time. Hard to put into words!
Great song!!!