The day, March 20th, has been a sign post in my
life. You may find that strange as an opening sentence but let me explain.
March 20, 1979 I was a senior attending a small Christian
high school in Three Hills, Alberta, Canada. It was on that date that with a
bit of fear and also courage I gave, as all seniors at that high school had to
at the time, my senior sermon choosing as my topic Count IT All Joy using the
text from James 1:2-4 – “My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers
temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience, but
let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting
nothing.” (King James Version) In that sermon I expounded for about 5 minutes
(and I still have the cassette that I have listened to once in a while!) on how
that I felt I have learned the significance of this passage. I shared that I
had endured illness – asthma to the extent that I had to drop out of grade 11
because I could not sit in class due to constant coughing and breathing
problems. I shared that I had learned about how to be patient and I counted it
joyful to be able to say that God had given me patience to endure. Boy was I naive!
As four days later I was enjoying a weekend home in Calgary with my family when
my mother asked me to clean some silverware as we were having company over.
Well I dutifully got out the silverware, started to polish and instantly
started to cough and cough. For the next 10 weeks or so I coughed and coughed
forcing me to even stay in my dorm room at Prairie High as I could not sit in
class, having friends bring by my homework assignments so that I could work in
my room. Eventually I had some testing done and found out I had various
allergies and the sort and found a solution for the time being.
I said all that to say that over the years I have come to
realize that I need to rethink the idea of counting it all joy when stress,
suffering, and sickness come into my life or the lives of others and loudly
proclaim that I or they are learning or have learned patience. Don’t get me
wrong I truly do believe that passage’s premise that there will come a point in
one’s life where they can say they have learned patience and to accept all that
is their lot in life. However to proclaim that one has pursued patience (yes
that seems ironic – the idea of give me patience but please hurry up about it) and
is wanting nothing or totally content cannot be fully appreciated until we have
undergone testing or as one of my much younger FB friends notes in her blog
that she is not finished yet in life.
Over the past number of years, since March 20, 1979 I have
encountered numerous situations in my life that has caused me to in essence
plead with God to hurry up and finish testing me be it in health (as I have had
numerous bouts of asthma, allergy episodes, choking, or even a recent eye
surgery for a detached retina that I spoke about in a previous blog.), work,
dealing with people, etc. as I am sure that I have learned patience and I just
want to count it all joy! Even as I write this I am faced with some ongoing
irritating back pain for the past week or so where I have been rubbing
ointment, taking medication, etc. and finding it hard to sit and/or stand for
any length of time. I would gladly (well I actually am not that devious!) let
someone else have this back pain just so that I could enjoy exercising by going
on walks, etc. pain free. The pursuit of patience is an elusive thing to say
the least and to proclaim as that 17 year old young man did so many years ago
it is not something one gains easily nor one proudly ascertains to having
attained to as one quickly discovers that pride quickly does lead to the
proverbial fall or refining to see if one is truly patient.
I have been fortunate over the past number of years to come
into contact with people who have taught me a lot about “counting it all joy”
when they have had to go through testing of some kind and found that the
testing has caused them to rely more on God and in turn were learning patience
in life. During the past decade of my life or so I have had in various ways
been touched by the lives of those who have had to go through the agonizing disease
of cancer including a dear college friend and an aunt. Though I no longer have
the writings that my college friend Lee wrote as she faced the last few days of
her life back in 2006 before passing away from cancer I remember her stating
that she felt at peace knowing that God had a plan for her in enduring this
disease. Yes she struggled at times with the medications and lot but in my last
visit with her and her husband Darcy I remember the joy she displayed in
knowing that at the end of life everything was meant for her good. I am not
saying she was being masochistic and rejoicing that she had cancer, as I don’t
think anyone if they are truly honest says they are happy for their illness or
suffering. I believe she was saying she had and was learning patience in spite
of her suffering, just like the apostle Paul stated in Second Corinthians (or 2
Corinthians like a certain unnamed politician announced it!) after he had
begged God to remove something that was bothering him (and there has been
debate over the years whether it referred to a health issue, relational
situation, etc.) “And he (God) said unto me, ’My grace is sufficient for thee:
for my strength is made perfect in weakness.’ Most gladly therefore will I
rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in
persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I
strong.” Again I don’t think the apostle Paul was being masochistic and saying to
God bring on all the bad things in life but he had learned that in whatever
situation he was faced with that as He trusted God he was learning patience and
growing in the strength that God granted him and I believe granted my friend
Lee and even my aunt Helen who wrote about as she faced cancer herself and
eventually passed away a few years ago. They learned patience in spite of their
suffering.
Again, please do not hear me say that I or any of my other
friends or relatives who have gone through trials jump up and down saying
whoopee look at me I get to have pain so that I can learn patience. Indeed I
have marveled, from a distance at a couple of friends and relatives who very
recently have been undergoing some testing through health issues and I am sure
they would rather not have gone through or go through what they have endured.
Harkening back to that relatively naïve 17 year old who has become a hopefully
more mature 54 year old man patience is not learned over a few days, months or
even years but it is a life long experience that demands we keep plodding on
and trusting God. As I said even this past week I have been in some, what to me
feels terrible pain, and had to put up with a postponed doctor’s visit and a
therapist telling me that I have a disc out of place in my back, and for sure I
would gladly forego the pain if I could. Yet as a friend shared with me online
perhaps God is seeking to teach me something in all this, and in my thinking that
could indeed mean learning patience as I constantly get up from my chair and
pace or try to get comfortable in bed because of the pain.
Yes the truths of James 1:2-4 are still valid but as I have
tried to point out perhaps we should rethink the concept of counting it all joy
when faced with trials. It is when we endure or learn to accept what God is
doing in our lives that I believe we learn patience and then can count it all
joy in life. So if I had to do my sermon all over again and get in a time
machine I would tell that young 17 year old that no I hadn’t learned patience
but was learning very slowly and maybe haphazardly what it meant to be patient.
I hope you have found this blog informative and hopefully
encouraging as I have shared where I am at in my life. God bless.