Oh, to see this truth in the midst of this moment was unbearable, and yet the Spirit of God kept me. At this point in my journey, I wasn’t sure I would live, much less find strength and joy.
It amazes me that the Lord provides His power in truth even when we have given up and can’t see the way.
We need to remember this, beloved. We have no authority to judge another person, even by what comes out of their mouth. We must consider that they could be dying. They could be in despair. They could be unable to articulate or think.
God is the redeemer of His people.
His people will need him because they are faithless.
Others’ responses to this experience do not matter because no one else has lived it. No one can tell me anything differently because I have tasted the goodness of the Lord, and He is with me, has been with me, and was with me in the darkness when nearly everyone else walked away.
The beauty is that when God shows us these things in trial, we realize that we no longer need others out of desperation or obligation but rather by choice; we get to love by choice, and so our already overfilled cup will run over to wash the feet, lives, and souls of those around us… to the glory of Christ.
August 19, 2022, I was still bedridden. I was broken. I was unable to think. Unable to pray. Unable to hope. I was unable to care. My mind was a sea of terror, my heart cold and needy. Others could not fill my void. God’s love for me was there – he brought me through, and He will bring you through also.
Some of you are still wondering when you will be set free. Well, that deliverance and its delivery date is not yours to decide. But i know that it will not be through the influence of those who indict you, but it will be through the one who was indicted in your place and among those who know the freedom of the gospel goes beyond the mere knowledge of spiritual ideas on a page.
The Word is Jesus. Only by the Spirit do the words of holy writ come to life and create life.
The way you know is that you are at rest, even when you aren’t. This post and the times of my soul’s darkest hours prove HIM, not me.
Rest beloved. If you need help, let me know.