Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. Colossians 3:2
This piece, originally entitled “What Else Matters?” was posted May 3 of last year. I wanted to share it again, for all my readers who are or have seniors missing their prom, graduation, and other festivities they thought they would be enjoying now. Feel free to share this with them. I hope it encourages those who are feeling the loss.
It was the morning of the National Day of Prayer. I was sitting in the auditorium at City Hall, listening to my daughter’s school choir singing a goosebump-raising rendition of “You Are God Alone.” They were warming up for the city-wide prayer meeting that was starting in half an hour. And I was crying.
My daughter Kelly had been having a rough time in high school. The migraines that had first appeared when she was four years old had continued to plague her through grade school and middle school and had caused her record absences through high school, in spite of years of prayers and attempts to find a solution through medicine, both traditional and “alternative.”
But in spite of enduring more pain than some people suffer in a lifetime, Kelly had found a few sources of pleasure in her life. By far her greatest joy was singing, and her favorite part of school was choir. When the students performed, Kelly’s face radiated with unmistakable joy. She had looked forward to the national Day of Prayer and taking part, and as I had said goodbye to her that morning and she left for school, I had whispered a special prayer of thanks to God for this special day.
My optimism had been short-lived, however. Kelly had called me from the parking lot of a McDonald’s half a mile from school to tell me about the migraine that had assaulted her shortly after she had walked out the door. When I had suggested that she come home, take some medication, and rest until the assembly, she had sobbed that if she didn’t show up at 8:00 she wouldn’t be allowed to sing with the choir.
There are definite advantages to a small Christian school, one of them being teachers who know each student well and practice grace along with discipline. As I called the office to explain Kelly’s dilemma, the choir director, who “happened to be” right by the phone, responded with compassion. She said to let Kelly come home, take a pill and a nap, and meet the choir at City Hall at 11:30 if she was feeling better.
But the medication that knocked out the migraine had a way of knocking out the patient as well, and when I had tried to rouse Kelly for the prayer meeting, she had been hopelessly (and predictably) dead to the world. Now as the choir finished their warm-up and filed off the stage, there I sat, with nothing to do but feel sorry for Kelly, thinking of all the important high school events she had missed and would never again get a chance to do. And yes, I’ll admit I was feeling pretty sorry for myself, as well. (When “BabyBear” hurts, “MamaBear” hurts, too.) So in spite of my efforts to contain them, the tears flowed.
I was digging through my purse, looking for a tissue when I came across my small New Testament. Since the prayer meeting didn’t start until noon, I knew I had twenty minutes to kill, and the last thing I wanted to do was spend them wallowing in self-pity. So I pulled out the Bible and prayed.
Lord, Jesus, please encourage me. I don’t want to feel this way today!
I was not in the habit of looking for answers to problems by haphazardly opening the Bible; I hadn’t done that since college. But since I wasn’t sure what I was looking for, I opened the Book at random, planning just to read until I found something helpful, or until the prayer meeting started, whichever came first.
The scripture that first caught my eye was the last chapter of Mark:
When the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices so that they might go to anoint Jesus’ body. Very early on the first day of the week, just after sunrise, they were on their way to the tomb, and they asked each other, “Who will roll the stone away from the entrance of the tomb?”
But when they looked up, they saw that the stone, which was very large, had been rolled away. As they entered the tomb, they saw a young man dressed in a white robe sitting on the right side, and they were alarmed.
“Don’t be alarmed,” he said. “You are looking for Jesus the Nazarene, who was crucified. He has risen!” (Mark 16: 1-6)
Something told me I had seen enough, so I stopped reading.
OK, what does that have to do with Kelly’s migraines? I wondered. But then I pondered the significance of the passage.
Jesus is alive … JESUS IS ALIVE! That means that death is not the end … for Him or for us! And it certainly means this life isn’t the be-all and end-all for those who trust in the Lord. – It’s barely the beginning!
Yes, my daughter had missed the National Day of Prayer, over a hundred days of high school, and numerous weekend festivities. She had missed Homecoming, but someday she would be at the greatest Homecoming in history. She had missed singing in the choir that day, but someday she would sing in heaven’s choir forever. Kelly loved Jesus, and she would get to spend forever with Him, at the never-ending, greatest celebration of all time. When one had that to look forward to … what else mattered?
What else matters? I asked myself, and I found that in spite of my pity-party, I was smiling. I decided that I would pour myself into the Day of Prayer and keep a better perspective on life from that day on, by remembering the one thing that really matters –
Jesus is alive!
Hi Annie, wow, that was such a touching and beautiful story. I’m sad that your precious daughter has had to suffer so (I’ll pray for her too, as God brings her to mind). But I’m so glad that through the suffering you found hope (hallelujah He’s Alive!), and shared that hope in such a real way here on your blog. Totally encouraged me! Again, thanks for sharing! Hugs
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Thank you so much for your prayers. Kelly is doing so much better. She just got a new job, and when she told me yesterday (via text message with a picture of her smiling in her new company shirt 🙂 ) she casually mentioned that she had a bad migraine, but she obviously wasn’t let it get her down. And that’s at least half the battle. New job has flexible hours, so having a migraine show up doesn’t have to present a problem – and taking that pressure off will probably mean less migraines DO show up. 😉 God is so good!
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Beautifully expressed. Your faith inspires me to continue to seek His counsel. You remind me of an authoress Stormie Omartian, her praying words never ceases to lift me up. Thank you.
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Thanks so much for your encouraging words, Kavitha.
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Ps. For some reason I’m unable to “like” this post. I keep clicking but nothing happens. Does it show I liked it in your end? I’m having trouble liking any blog. Not sure why.
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No, it didn’t show up, although “likes” from other people did. Thanks for letting me know.
(“It’s always SOMETHIN’!” – Roseanne Rosannadanna)
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Thank you for sharing this Ann. What is applicable for Mama Bear is also sometimes applicable for Papa Bear too and you’re right, there are times when it can indeed be very difficult, to say the least. Seeing Jesus in His glory and being in the presence of God is probably something that we can’t even begin to comprehend. And you’re right about what really matters, that we’re there with Him and with those that we love. Grace and blessings.
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Thanks, Bruce. Blessings to you and yours, too.
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Beautiful account, Ann. Fascinating how the Lord took you from the small, sad picture to the large, glorious one!
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He’s good at that. 😉
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Enjoyed your story. If God be for us who can be against us? Blessings
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Amen! Thanks, Ken.
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W*O*W! This is SO GOOD!
My daughter has suffered with migraines since she was two years old. She, too, has tried everything. But… right now she is in Hawaii on a vacation. Last Saturday she took an 8.5 hour long exam for her license as a child and family therapist. She is considering a PhD, next. She certainly hasn’t let the migraines hold her back!
My daughter’s daughter, my granddaughter, was just accepted into a PhD program for social anthropology, after earning her MA at Harvard Extension School last year. Yeah, I’m kind of old, even though I don’t feel like it. But yaaay, it’s amazing what can be accomplished in life, despite having migraines!
What you said is true — nothing else really matters, except Christ, and Him crucified, and risen from the dead forever. Praise the Lord! I am praying for your daughter. Please pray for my daughter and my two granddaughters to find their way to Christ, out of their current agnosticism. They don’t want to listen to mom/grandma, because what do I know. I haven’t been to Harvard. 😁
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Absolutely, I will pray for your daughter. Feel free to share this with her. I’m amazed that she has been able to accomplish so much without a relationship with Jesus. He was Kelly’s lifeline.
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My pleasure, Dee. 🙂👍
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Amen! What a wonderful ending. God bless you!
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Thank you! He does! – That wasn’t really the ending, He did something else a couple of days later, but I try to keep my posts under 1000 words. 😉 Blessings to you, too.
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Well then, it doesn’t count if it’s in the comments so let’s hear it!!
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Even if it’s 2-1/2 years later! LOL
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I was frustrated a few days later and took my bike to the health club to work out the frustration. When I rode past the high school I saw pieces of paper all over the grass in the front. The Gideon’s had been passing out New Testaments, and someone had apparently not appreciated it and tore up one of them. I thought of how God’s Word never returns void, so I picked up a page to read it. On that page I read, “On the third day the women went to the tomb…”(!)
I sighed and said, “I get it, Lord. So my short term memory needs some work.” 🙄😏
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Sad that someone ripped that up. 😦 But wow that God was able to use it for your good and blessing!! He is so amazing, isn’t He? Thanks for the back story. ♥
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There is nothing worse than watching your child in physical pain. We ask, “Why is this happening?” It’s easy to forget that this is not our home. Thanks for a great post, Annie. Blessings!
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Thanks, Cindy. Blessings back. 🙂
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Just prayed
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🙂
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Wonderful story, thank you for sharing.
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My pleasure. 🙂
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Great post, Annie.
For sure, ‘when Baby bear hurts, Mama Bear hurts too.’
Jesus sees the hearts of all Mama Bears for their little ones.🤗
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I think He puts a bit of His own heart in Mama Bears, Sally. ❤
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Yes, I absolutely agree! 🤗
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Thank you very much for sharing this, Ann. As a mama bear to baby bears who have indeed missed a lot in this season, especially my senior, I have been striving for just that perspective. I think I honestly have felt the stings more than my kiddos have! I am continually humbled and amazed at their wise and mature stance through all this. Perhaps, that is a piece of what He is teaching me, if I will pause to listen. 😊 Again, thank you and blessings to you!
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Thank you so much for your feedback, Marissa. Please don’t hesitate to share with your kids if you think it will bless them.
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Thank you for sharing this beautiful story. Perspective is everything isn’t it. I love how God through His word gently shifted your perspective and made you see that even though missing out in certain things now feels sad, this is not our final destination. I pray that your daughter will be free from ever having migraines. May she continue to hold firm to the Lord and grow in her faith.
Manu 😊
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Thank you so much for your prayers! Yes, perspective is everything. (Saul looked at Goliath and said “He’s too big to kill.” David looked at him and said, “He’s too big to miss.” 😉 )
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Haha yes, I love that.
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I just stumbled across this post and it brought tears to my eyes, thank you for sharing. I needed to read this, am going through a ‘mama bear’ moment ❤️
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Thank you, Kellie. I’m glad it ministered to you.
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This is perfect for such a COVID season as this.
Blessings ~ Wendy Mac
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Thanks, Wendy. Blessings to you, too.
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Wow. You never stop amazing me with how you see things.
Thanks for sharing that old post. I might have missed it before.
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Thanks so much for the encouragement, Sam. Yes, some things are worth repeating. One of my close friends said she was going to get me a T-shirt that says, “What else matters?” on the front, and “Jesus is alive. Everything else is details.” on the back. We never quite got around to doing that, but maybe someday…
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Awesome post. Perspective matters because most of the time it is a game-changer. Thanks for sharing your insight, Annie.
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That’s why I am seeking divine perspective. 😉
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thanks for sharing us this post. this is really great!
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My pleasure! Thanks for stopping by.
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This is a great consolation in the current health crisis and the turmoil the country is going through.
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True, Anna. The Resurrection should be a consolation to every Christian, in every situation. “Jesus is alive! Everything else is details.” 😉
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What a glorious story of triumph–even though your specific desire for Kelly to sing with her choir was not fulfilled. Prayers answered differently than our expectations do not mean God hasn’t answered. It’s just that He’s working in a different direction for a particular purpose. Perhaps that’s what happened at that National Day of Prayer meeting. In choosing to read your New Testament, you gleaned strong truth to lean on for the rest of your days–for Kelly too! (And your story has now ministered to how many people?!)
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I don’t know, Nancy. It’s in my book “BARRIERS (SO, if prayers are so powerful how come mine don’t get answered?)” so it could very well be a lot of people.
(Think how many people have been ministered to over the centuries because Paul was imprisoned and had to write to the churches instead of visiting them!)
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What a beautiful story!
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Thanks, Luisa. It’s one I will never forget.
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Wonderful testimony and it is refreshing. Jesus is alive! Thanks be to God, that his word encouraged you and now you have encouraged us with the same word. He used her, to drive you to his word and you came away better for doing so. Amazing!
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Thank you. Yes, it’s amazing how God will use our CHILDREN to teach us! Have a blessed weekend. – Annie
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The beauty of this made me weep. Thank you for sharing from your tender places. He shines through them so gloriously!
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Thank you, Jennifer. I guess being a mama makes us very tender, but God speaks to us in our most vulnerable moments.
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He is so beautifully faithful that way. And yes, my mama’s tender heart is no doubt what provoked my tears reading your words. I know how much it hurts to see your baby hurt!
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Beautiful sweet story……bless your daughter’s heart. I pray she doesn’t suffer too much now? I am a MOM too and I know how hard it is to watch them suffer!!
Isn’t that just like GOD to point us in the right direction to scripture in the Bible when we do need it the most. Only a GOD of such grace can do that when we are having that “pity” party. HE does that with me over and over. HE is faithful, honest and true to us. Blessings friend!
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Yep, when Jesus shows up at a pity party, the party’s OVER.
Kelly is doing well. She’s accomplished three things she once didn’t think she could – finished school (master’s degree), got a good job, and married a godly man who loves her and Jesus. She still has migraines sometimes, but THEY don’t have HER. 😉
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Oh I so love to know she is doing so well. GOD definitely has HIS hand upon her. Blessings to you and your family today!
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Thanks, Maxine. I believe He does, too.
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So glad you reposted this also….congratulations to your daughter and her mother who encourages.
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Thank you, Betty. 🙂
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What else matters? A very good question indeed. Jesus is alive and all is well!
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Yep, Renee, Jesus is alive. Everything else is details. 😉
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Details—yes!
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Being a parent can be so hard but with Gods help we seem to succeed!
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Amen! Just when you think you’ve passed through all the growing pains, you have to go through them all over again with your precious child. 💔
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Your daughter is blessed to have such a good, “mamma bear” for her mother. And your raising of her with your God values has paid off because she could easily be a, “woe is me” daughter all the time. This was an encouraging post, thank you.
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opps, I did not see I had already replied…sorry.
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No problem – thanks for the encouragement. 🙂
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I am studying Stoicism and now have a tough time empathizing with people who mourn the dead or anything lost. I only own what is inside me, and freely give up anything in the world. Yet, I am trying to go one step further and pursue virtuousness, which I read you do by seeking divine perspective. I am getting better at perceiving that everything that happens is god’s will (i.e. providence), but want to go further and not look up, but look around. It is really difficult for me to change, but I am trying – the speed of change is a combination of both natural talent and effort, and my natural talent appears to be poor, probably because I suffer from several mental illnesses due to my upbringing?
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Stoicism seems admirable to some people, but for me it would be a lost cause. I can’t deny that I feel, and often I feel very deeply.
I don’t believe the God of the Bible requires us to ignore our feelings. Jesus wept at the tomb of Lazarus, even knowing He was about to raise him to life. He knew the pain Lazarus’ sisters were going through, and He had compassion on them for the pain of the moment. Possibly He was also grieving for Mankind in general, that we have to go through grief and other pain in our fallenness. So I don’t think I am expected to deny my pain. I do believe Jesus is there with open arms, inviting me to bring that pain to Him, so He can comfort me as only He can do. ❤
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I am researching more about kenosis because Stoicism also suggests adopting a divine perspective to be virtuous, which is the sole path to happiness. So, both Christianity and Stoicism suggest emptying oneself and channeling God, which doesn’t stop you from feeling, but does help you gain divine perspective on it.
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My favorite passage on this subject is Philippians 2:5-11, which talks about JESUS emptying Himself and taking on human form, “the very nature of a servant,” so that God exalted Him to the highest place and gave Him the name that is above all names. Scripture is so full of paradoxes…
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A wonderful and inspiring post!
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Thank you, Jon. And welcome to Seeking Divine Perspective. 😊
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Very inspiring post! ❤️
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Thank you, Ariela (?). Blessings!
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Such a brave and precious girl you have, Annie. You justly glory in her faithful spirit. God will show his power to you someday in some way. You are right. Nothing can be more fulfilling that knowing that Jesus is alive.
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Amen, Oneta. Bless you! ❤
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This was such an incredible encouragement. As a permanent wheelchair-user, there are so many things that I know I’ll never be able to do on earth like run freely through a beautiful field or do a first dance at my wedding. This post really helped to put it all into perspective – this world is just a womb. After I die and go to be with God – that’s when I’ll truly be ‘born’ and free to dance and run to my hearts content.
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I’m so glad this blessed you, because your blog blessed ME today. ❤️😊
“This world is just a womb.” – well said! SO true!
Blessings,
Annie
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Great post, and I read your wonderful ABOUT page too–Wow! I’m so glad you visited my site so I’d know to hop over her and meet you. God is GOOD!! May you have a beyond-blessed Thanksgiving!! ❤
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Thanks, Z & Z. You too! 🙂
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🙂 ❤
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Two brings hope any situation, He’s Alive. How much we need to remind ourselves of that truth in hard times. Yes, the hard times sometimes consume us but a few encouraging words from the best book in the world can lift us out of it. thanks for sharing this, so needed.
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Thank YOU. 😊
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Very touching and meaningful. I will pray about baby bear’s migraines. Hugs.
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Aw… thank you! ❤
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I still remember you originally posting this and what an impact it had on me. Thank you for posting it again!❤️
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Aw, thanks, Diane. And thanks for being a loyal follower – you were one of my first! 😊❤️
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Prayers Go UP as HIS BLESSINGS COME back Down too us in JESUS-YESHUA CHRIST-MESSIAH NAME AMEN!!
I am almost 63 years old, So I guess I a, senior LOL!!!
Love ❤ Always and Shalom ( Peace ), YSIC \o/
Kristi Ann
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So am I, Kristi Ann. Thanks for stopping by.
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This was definitely worth rereading!
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Thanks, Diane. Have a blessed weekend. 🙂
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What wonderful encouragement here! Thanks and God bless!
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Thank YOU, Nancy. 🙂
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