Some questions that I find myself asking God is:
- Seriously, why me? What did I do? Did You abandon me and didn’t give me a memo? Can this be over soon?
Life doesn’t slow down for your sake, it just keeps going whether you’re ready or not. Most of the time, were not ready for those untimely, unfortunate and in our eyes, undeserving moments but then there are those moments where God surprises you and you stand in awe and suddenly your reminded of why your alive. It’s only by His grace and by His BIGGER purpose as to why I am alive today and I forget that. As one of my sisters in Christ always prays with me, “LORD, thank You for life TODAY because today, thousands of people weren’t as fortunate as we were”. Man, that prayer just constantly reminds me that through my hell and high waters, I am alive for something greater that what I can ever expect.
I tutor kids one on one and one of the parents were having those “I failed as a mom” day. Of course, I wouldn’t know, I’m not a mom but she poured out her heart and I listened. I listened just as God would listen to anyone and I felt the enemy just tearing her apart, as she held back those tears and her cheeks turned rosy pink. I can feel him telling her lies about her abilities as a mother, putting deceitful thoughts about her quality as a woman, and stealing the joy of being alive. Knowing she was not a Christian and also thinking “I could totally get fired for sharing my faith,” I didn’t care. I shared with her this lovely book called “Five Languages of Love” by Gary Chapman. I told her that maybe her and her family needs to find out what each other’s love languages are to find out how to best love each other. Of course, another believer has already planted the seed in her and recommended the same book and she says, “I think I am having Deja vu. I’ve heard about this before from a coworker.” I was excited and I told her apparently Someone wants you to read it. She was so encouraged and I told her not to believe those lies, that unlike other mothers, she didn’t want to see her boys fail in life.
Lastly, she told me, “Your pretty young but very mature and wise for your age. I’m starting to believe you were sent to me for a reason.” All I could do was smile and hold back those tears because just as the devil was trying destroy, kill and steal her integrity and honor as a mother, he was destroying, killing, and stealing every last ounce of joy, peace and love I had in my own life. But then I am reminded why I woke up that day, I am reminded that even if this was my last day, ALL that I have become, ALL that I have grown to be was to be chosen for that very moment to bring HOPE, that there is a GOD whose purposes are greater that what our eyes can ever expect to see and what our hearts can fathom.
Isaiah 8:6 “… And His name will be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace”.
Have hope BELOVED, you’re alive for something greater.
