Learning to Ask the Better Question
In Christ's presence, an anxious Abigail Alleman found perspective—and peace. When she shifted her focus from "why" to "how," she realized, "I need to remember my story is not finished, not nearly. I am not stuck...I am cradled tight by simply choosing to show up."
These days, I sleep in a borrowed bed and live in a house that is a shelter in an undefined season of the in-between.
My heart is asking, Why am I here, when we have worked so hard to reach our overseas destination and grow roots deep into its soil?
But "why" is not the question my spirit most needs to ask.
With gentle strength that wraps me tight, I hear my Abba Father say, "Not why, Beloved, but how."
- How have I come to be here?
- How do I endure, even overcome?
- How do I find the way home to his arms?
- How do I live more fully as I push through to the other side?
These questions lead me somewhere. In the how's there are no maddening lines of waiting, only the freeing winds of perspective. I see that all I truly need is to remember "'Love is writing my life" and the story is not finished, not nearly. I am not stuck in some misguided, freakish dance between oceans and time zones.