At least, that’s what I’ve been told.
Many believe that this idea originates from a psychological need to believe that a cycle of misfortunes will end. Now, I’m not a superstitious person, and I don’t believe that “The Three Rule” has any validity to it whatsoever, but I’ve felt that desperate need to believe that a cycle of such unfortunate circumstances will come to an end.
In a matter of 6 weeks, we were involved in a car accident, we lost our son in my fifth month of pregnancy, and my husband experienced a swimming accident that ruptured his ear drum. The last is a minor incident, I know, but it was just the “straw that broke the camel’s back” for me. I spent another night in a hospital, dreading the doctor’s visits and the bills to come.
Even more so, I dreaded what bad thing was to come next. I joked around saying things like, “I better go check on my daughter. She probably got hit by a car!” I masked my dread with humor, but the fear and frustration within me, I’m afraid, was apparent to all.
Through the first two circumstances, I praised the Lord, did my best to trust His plan, and retained what I believed to be a fairly good attitude considering the circumstances. But when that last little thing occurred, I threw up my hands, thinking, “Enough is Enough, Lord!” Hadn’t we been through enough? Hadn’t we learned enough? I thought, “What are you doing, Lord?” My questions were endless. I just didn’t understand.
Things have since settled down, and we took a safe, blissfully uneventful survey trip to India! Our bad cycle has seemed to end, but if it hasn’t, and the trials begin to come quickly and close, will I still serve Him? Will I still love and trust the Creator of the universe and the Author of life?
I have asked myself, “If the only ‘good thing’ He ever did for me was save my soul, would that be enough?” The only things I rightfully deserve are death and an eternity spent in hell, but, oh, He has given me so much more! Each and every blessing is a gift of grace from His hand, and each trial is an opportunity to fall more in love with my Savior as He comforts and blesses in the midst of these cycles of burdens.
If for reasons I don’t understand He doesn’t give me another child, doesn’t bless our family with health, or doesn’t fulfill our dream to serve Him in India, I have to remember that He is God, and He is still good. I have to continually count my blessings and bask daily in His goodness. When it feels like “Enough is Enough,” I have to remember that He is enough!
And he 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 (2 Corinthians 12:9).
The hope that the trials I have experienced will be a tool used to be a blessing to other hurting people is sometimes the only thing that keeps me going. I pray that this simple reminder that He is enough will be a help to some struggling soul today.