RUBBLE~broken bits and pieces of anything, as that which is demolished…as defined by the Dictionary App


I am sitting in my favorite place to write, looking out the windows watching the biggest, fattest snowflakes mingled with the rain, fall to the ground. Cocooned by warmth and twinkly lights, kept company by Chloe the cat and the newest member of our family, Lola the dog.

I love these quiet times of solace and reflection. These past days, God has been whispering the word rubble deep in my soul.

I know why. When you are given the word T-R-U-S-T as your word for the year, there’s bound to be some rubble. Times of standing among the broken bits and pieces of life. Hard life. Hard circumstances. When you cry out “why” and the answer is to trust in the waiting. Or maybe, there’s no answer at all this side of Heaven.

This past weekend, I relinquished control of the TV remote to my sweet man. There are several reasons why this small object of power is such an issue in our home. 1) I’m not much of a TV person. 2)When I have it on, the volume can barely be heard, if at all. And 3)I mostly watch two channels, The Hallmark Channel or a conservative news channel and You’ve Got Mail is my favorite movie.

My man, on the other hand, likes it loud. Watches the same things over and over and over again. Typically, war movies, old westerns, and thriller type movies. Or every Georgia football game from this past season. And did I mention he watches the same things over and over? ~smile~

Lately, he has been stuck on Saving Private Ryan. Occasionally I would lift my nose from the book I was reading, and ask “Are we watching this AGAIN?” He usually comes back with the same answer he always has, “but I haven’t seen it in a while”. Really? Hmmm. Could’ve fooled me, but I’m haughtily silent, clinging to my “quiet and gentle spirit”! Ha!

Over, let’s say three or four views, maybe more (though he would argue that), I began to notice the same scene. The survivors walking through rubble. Shambles, bits and pieces, fragments of what was, before the war. And I was struck with the similarities this scene has in our own lives.

As I walk through a difficult season in my life, I feel as though I too, am walking through the rubble. Standing knee dip in the shambles and carnage of destruction.

“God will use many means to get you where you are destined to go. Some you will like and others you won’t. He uses every season to speak to your soul. He is in the discomfort and the breakthrough. He uses the people you love and the ones that are hard to love. He closes doors and opens doors. Our part is to keep showing up for the adventure. To get up and be alert, to make the effort to position our heart well.” Charlotte Gambill~Women of Faith

Meanwhile, I am reading You’ll Get Through This~Hope and Help for Your Turbulent Times by Max Lucado. A good book to have around when you are walking through a season of rubble. It’s full of treasures such as this…

“Rather than say, ‘God, why?’ ask, ‘God what?’ What can I learn from this experience? Remember today what you have learned about the Lord through your experiences with him. (Deut. 11:2TEV) Rather than ask God to change your circumstances, ask him to use your circumstances to change you.

He takes no pleasure in making life hard, in throwing roadblocks in the way (Lam. 3:33 MSG). He does not relish our sufferings, but he delights in our development.”

It all comes back to this…T-R-U-S-T. Do you trust me, Tammy? Can you, will you praise Me from the rubble? Unclench your hands and hold them out for the blessings I have for you? Ouch! Really, Lord? Yes, Tammy!!

Meanwhile, I’m a bit irritated when I relinquish the  remote control to my man, listening to the same programing over and over. Yet I play and replay the same tug of war with God. Same channel, same program, same old issues with control.

I will earnestly search for His gifts from the rubble. Name them. Write them. And there in the fragmented mess of it all I will find Him. I will get up. Stay alert. Put one foot in front of the other. Position my heart to hear from Him. Try, try, and try some more to relinquish control and trust Him as I walk through the rubble.

“You’ll get through this.

It won’t be painless.

It won’t be quick.

But God will use this mess for good.

Don’t be foolish or naive.

But don’t despair either.

With God’s help, you’ll get through this.”

Max Lucado

Graced by God

Tammy Mashburn