Welcome This is My Story: What is yours?

I am crossing a season of an endurance test that takes place in my body, in the internal waters of uncertainty.

I travel through a dark, vast and unknown tunnel, which occupies a large area, a region of my health. And so, should I throw away my faith in Jesus Christ and abandon the comfort of His faithfulness?

If this tunnel was the train track instead of my health, would I dare jump off the train because I can’t see the light? Would I distrust the engineer because I don’t see or hear him? No, I would stay in my seat until the train arrives at our destination.

The precious Word of God is priceless! It is necessary to study it or at least read it daily to receive its benefits. In this dark and vast tunnel I have been traversing, God’s Word has been my source of strength.

By the grace of God I have come to this point of quiet trust in the Lord, as I patiently wait on Him for the full manifestation of my healing.

“For this is what the master, the Lord, the Holy One of Israel says: “If you repented and patiently waited for me, you would be delivered; if you calmly trusted in me you would find strength, but you are unwilling.” (Isaiah 30:15 NET).

I’m still going through the tunnel, but I can glimpse the light because God is with me no matter what!

This is My Story! What’s Yours?

I traveled a terrifying journey, a hostile season. Its best trail felt like a slow cooker and its street seemed crooked and uneven.

How could I have faced that season unless I had known God’s faithfulness?

On that journey, I felt like a frightened gazelle under a thick, suffocating atmosphere. I entered a dense path of financial crisis that was swallowing me alive.

“Where would I be if I did not believe I would experience the Lord’s favor in the land of the living?” (Psalms 27:13 NET).

It was like a dense forest, the twigs pricking my legs. The sound of dry leaves affected my perfect vascular system. Everything that scares was magnified. I traveled down a very unknown, strange and hostile path.

But, I am back to myself! Now I am under God’s elevated atmosphere. Suddenly jets of joy flood my being! Every moment I feel sparks flying in my soul filling my mouth with laughter. My old well-being has returned, the usual health in me shines again! Fear has fled and security has returned.

This is the atmosphere I have always known. This is home, I will no longer worry about debts and illnesses. My Father has lavished me with peace, security, and joy with the promise of His Word!

“… I have cared for you since you were born. Yes, I carried you before you were born. I will be your God throughout your lifetime— until your hair is white with age. I made you, and I will care for you. I will carry you along and save you.” (Isaiah 46:3-4 NLT).

Hallelujah to that! Indescribable God!

This is my Story! What’s Yours?

What is it about trees that arouses so much wonder in me? In January I looked around my garden and saw a big tree with no leaves. the branches looked dry and as far as I know it was a dead tree. However, I saw something majestic and worth admiring even in that dry condition.

Amazement filled me with such joy that I could clearly see the majestic beauty, even in that dry state. I suddenly realized that God compares us to trees! And after all, he created us in His likeness.

So, I meditate on my life. There are seasons when what I do seems dry, there is no beauty to admire. And worse than that, it appears to be dead. But, it certainly isn’t, it’s just a winter season!

I remember very well 32 years ago, when my son died. I felt as dead as my tree. Based on my feelings, I thought that if you squeeze me, not a drop of liquid will come out from my dead emotions. That’s how dead I felt that I was.

One day my sister had the audacity to tell me: “What a new anointing you have now!” I knew she meant well, it was a bigger compliment. But in my illogical reasoning, it was like a punch in the stomach. My grief was so cruel that I felt dead in life. With my broken voice, I asked, “How can you say that? And she reminded me of what God says:

“We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves.” (2 Corinthians 4:7 NLT).

God’s children will overcome the winter drought and flourish to speak of the goodness of the Lord. No matter how difficult your season is, holding on, don’t give up! Winter will pass and your spring is just around the corner. Put your trust in God and you will not be ashamed.

“For they are transplanted to the Lord’s own house. They flourish in the courts of our God.” (Psalms 92:13 NLT).

This is my Story! What’s Yours?