Friday, July 22, 2022

Peace Among the Chaos, REALLY???


Are you kidding me? What on earth was I thinking? Why did I think it was a good idea to write on this topic?

Years ago, I had a title in my head for a book. It was to be called Peace Among the Chaos.  It rested in the back of my mind and surfaced occasionally. I remember watching a movie with Steve Martin, Parenthood. At the end of the story, his character was struggling with the news he would be a father again at the same time his oldest daughter was also pregnant. The grandmother in the movie started talking about how she loved the rollercoaster.  She said some prefer the Ferris Wheel that just goes around and around, but not her. She loved the thrill of the ups, downs, twists, and turns. He couldn't understand why she would tell him this. He dismissed her. Then in the middle of a school play, his youngest son caused a great deal of chaos, causing the backdrop to fall, and then like dominoes, one thing after another fell. Steve Martin was so upset, and the camera shot the scene as if he were on a rollercoaster. He is upset and does not like it at all. He looks at his wife; she is laughing and enjoying the ride. Slowly he starts to smile and then laughs through his tears. He gave in to the chaos and found a way to enjoy the ride.

Recently, I finished writing a bible study, Grow Up. My mind started pondering my next project. As I did, Peace Among the Chaos came back to my mind. No sooner than I decided to write the first blog about it than the chaos began.

I had started a home project that required coordinating different contractors. Before these workers came to do their part, I had a good bit of prep work to do. As with any big home project, many things can go wrong. I live in an older house, and every home improvement project is challenging. This home improvement project included installing cabinets in our storage room and second garage, which serves as a shop for Marc.

I started out so organized. The plan was simple, I would not use my garage bay for my car during this project. Instead, I would be able to move all of the storage stuff there. As I moved the things into storage, I planned to sort it all, get rid of some of it, throw away some and organize what remained.  It was going great until the calendar was getting closer to the installation, and I still had a lot of work ahead of me. So, I did what we all do, I just moved it all and piled it up, and it was CHAOS. In the midst of it, we moved my youngest daughter back from college.  She was starting an internship in another city, and we would need to store her things in the interim. The best thing we decided to do was to rent a storage facility. It gave me an option to manage the chaos.

Part of the project required two walls to be removed that had been put up to create a darkroom to develop film for photos by a previous owner. We used it for storage and called it the “man cave.”

Like all storage areas, they can get out of hand if you do not stay on top of them. Let’s just say I had not stayed on top of managing it.

As time was getting closer to new flooring and cabinets, I felt the urgency to clear the room and tear out the walls. With each step, I would find a new step that needed to be added to the project. Once all my prep work was done, it was time for the flooring to go in. I coordinated with a local company that had installed the flooring in the house several years before. We were able to get the same flooring to continue into the adjoining room, and all seemed to be going fabulously. The install day came, the project was maybe a fifth of the way through, and I heard my name called through the house. One of the workers told me that the boards were not locking into each other. The project would be halted until we could get a new batch of flooring.

There was a small window of time between the flooring and the cabinets. This delay was going to push these install dates closer together.  We were not even sure the flooring would come in in time. I had to be out of town for the second install appointment, so Marc would have to be at the house. The flooring went down, and the next appointment was the cabinets.

The day came, and the crew showed up on time. All was moving forward until the foreman asked me for electrical tape because they had sawed into a cord for one of the power tools. Then I heard him call my name. I had flashbacks to when the flooring guy called, which was the same tone. He told me they didn’t have all the needed parts to finish the job. I looked around the area and noticed the countertop going into the garage was not the surface I had ordered.  I had paid an upcharge for a more durable surface since Marc's work in the garage could be harder on surfaces.

This was about a month ago. The foreman said they would send someone out the next day to finish up. I still haven’t seen them. I regularly call to determine the status to be reassured that each person was taking care of it.

Why do I share this story? Because once I decided to write about having peace among the chaos, I have had chaos.

My mother found a lump in her breast in the middle of this. I had to take her to have a mammogram scheduled at the same time as mine.  I called to reschedule mine and went to my mom's instead. No big deal. We found out after several doctors visits that she would need a mastectomy and it would need to be done immediately. The care following would require my sister and me to coordinate our schedules. We were both blessed to do it. She is doing great, but nothing can tempt me to lose my peace like concern for a dearly loved person in my life. With each step of this process, I found ways to lean into the Lord and trust Him with the outcome.

It was time for my rescheduled mammogram. It was followed by a call for me to come back. They had seen something “unusual.” On the heels of my mom’s experience, are you kidding me? I called to schedule a follow-up appointment and had to wait about a week. No problem.

I started to think that writing about peace among chaos may not be the topic for me.

I went to the appointment and the second mammogram showed the same concern, so I was sent to have an ultrasound. I lay there enjoying the conversation with the technician. She and I talked about my recent experience with my mom, who had gone through much of the same thing with her grandmother about 10 years ago. It was so comforting to talk with her.

As she finished, she told me she had to talk to the person reviewing my case and would be right back. Then she turned to me and said, “but I do not see anything of concern.” Upon her return, she said, “you are free to go; the tissue is just dense.” This situation allowed me to lean in and trust the Lord through this time.

These things have been chaotic and tempted me to lose my peace. I can say that when I read scripture, talked with others about what I was going through, and prayed, I was walking in some anxiety, but also, there were plenty of times of peace.

I did not do it perfectly. I got agitated. I got a little scared. But the thing that kept coming to my mind was, “ok, why not me.” We all go through hard times and times of chaos. How we react to these times determines our peace. No difficulty can rob our peace.

My peace comes from knowing that no matter what comes, I am at peace with God, my creator. I know I can trust Him and that if He allows me to go through something, there is a reason. I have found that I can find peace in the chaos of my life. In the busyness, if I seek Him, I find Him. Do I always seek Him in these times? NO! But that is okay. Each situation gives me a chance to learn. Each situation shows me new things about myself and about Him.

Some chaos may even allow us to learn to enjoy the ride we are on. Not every circumstance will be pleasant, but I believe we can enjoy the ride together if we are on the journey with others. Look around. Who are you on the ride with? Perhaps what you are going through may be hard and even painful, but I believe we can make the best of it based on who is riding on the rollercoaster with us. Raise your hands, see if you cannot rise above the chaos, and maybe even enjoy the ride. 

Do I get this right? NOPE neither will you. That is not what this is about. It is just saying we can remind ourselves in these times to search for peace, engage in fellowship with others, and try to make the best of the rollercoasters when they come...and they will come. Life seems to guarantee that. In the middle of it all, look for the Lord and seek to trust Him.

John 14:27  Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful.

Philippians 4:7  And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Colossians 3:15  Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body; and be thankful.

Based on these verses, how can you find peace today?

 

 

What things have you found that help you find peace in the chaos? Comment below so others can learn from your examples.


Monday, July 4, 2022

Peace Among the Chaos


A cup of coffee, a slight breeze in the trees hovering above my back patio, the sound of the birds in the trees, a gentle creaking sound of the swing as I go back and forth...

What do they all have in common?  They are pieces of a morning routine that I love. This routine is filled with peace, but this sort of peace depends on my circumstances.

However, my life's circumstances are not always this way. Some mornings are filled with chaos. Never really pondered it much, but I just went into survival mode during the hectic and busy times in my life.

When I was younger, I loved the chaos. I felt more alive with it. I wanted to have something to do all the time. I remember filling my schedule up with activities and loving it. With each year I added to my age, I began to scale back and embrace a slower pace.

By the time I became a mom for the first time, I was in hot pursuit of “quiet time.” There is nothing like a new mom wanting a little quiet time to cause a newborn baby to desire to rise earlier. If you have already had a baby, you know what I am talking about. I would set my alarm to get up a little earlier than Taylor, my first daughter, so I could read my devotion, pray and drink a cup of coffee. Just as I get everything out on the table and I take my first sip of coffee, there is a loud sound that breaks through my glorious silence to pierce my ears painfully. Yes, “she’s up.” Of course, I go in and try to coax her back to sleep, but her determination was always much stronger than my resolve. The victory was hers.  This became exponentially more of a challenge when our number of daughters increased. Granted, these are the precious babies I prayed for. I loved it but needed my “quiet time.” Having two daughters now assured one would always wake up the other. So, the challenge was even greater and the “quiet time” more elusive.

Little did I know that this was the perfect training ground for me. God was showing me how to find peace among the disruptions and chaos of life.

I hope to share some of the lessons and insights I have discovered along the way that has deepened this truth in me through the years. So, if you are interested in reading these insights you can follow my blog or you can sign up for email. It will be sent to you when there is a new blog.


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