I’m in the midst of the worst storm of my life. And it’s a booger.
A pastor friend of mine a few years back told me that if things are going too easy for too long then you are too separated from God and that the ferocity of the coming storm would be like living hell on earth. I didn’t understand what he meant. I couldn’t fully comprehend the ramifications of his statement at that point in time. My life was seemingly perfect. I never desired for much but I was provided with way more than most could dream of.
My life was storm-less for way too long it turns out.
My dependency on God turned to dependency on self. I failed to walk with God and as such my life suddenly came crashing down. It’s such a damn shame that it required such brokenness for me to turn back to the God that loves me. For me to live the life that glorifies God and that acknowledges my utmost dependence on God. To have life that is filled with the Spirit, a life that feels conviction deeply and desires to be wholesome in the eyes of my Savior.
Although my happiness at this point in time is at its lowest ever, my soul is filled with joy and I know that the grinding of my teeth will eventually turn to smiles. I know that on the back side of this storm I will be walking closer with Jesus. I welcome the loss and the brokenness because of the new blooms of life that will sprout from it. My faith ensures that I will rise from the ashes.
My testimony continues.
I will take the things that He has entrusted me with and I will multiply them for His good and for His service. I long for the day when I hear the words, “well done my good and faithful servant”.
If not for the awesome and undeserved Grace of God, this storm would be unbearable.
Thank you God for loving me unconditionally.
Thank you God for sending your Son to die for me.
Thank you God for providing your Spirit to live inside of me.
The Parable of the Bags of Gold
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