The clock is about to strike September 5, 2017 in a few minutes now.
Few weeks ago, I was very frustrated, anxious and nervous at the same time.
Frustrated how things are not going the way I’ve planned out.
Anxious with how I can cope up with all the sudden changes that has been happening.
Nervous to how it will turn out for me come September 5.
I was in a mental, emotional and spiritual wreck. I thought I would just blow up just thinking about so many things at that time.
I found myself wishing September 5 would just come in a flash so I don’t have to go through the turmoil of waiting and waiting and waiting how another day would unfold leading to this day I was dreading.
I just wanted to get over and done with. “Lord, just let me know if I would make it or not!” That was my selfish prayer.
I’m grateful that God surrounded me with friends who would speak faith and pray for me ever so lovingly.
Blessed to have a gracious God who doesn’t answer me the way I want to but answer me in love, I felt Him tugging my heart and leading me to hear from Him even with my self-absorbed heart.
“You can enjoy this.”
I think I didn’t hear Him right. Enjoy? What?
“Yes, you can enjoy because you’ll get to know me more as you go through it.”
Have I told you I am blessed by how gracious God is?
Now I get the cliche “TRUST THE PROCESS.”
I have to repent with how unbelieving I was that He is present in the process, His grace is sufficient for me to go through the process, His power will enable to be victorious after the process.
Bishop Juray Mora said in one of our classes that the place between believing and receiving is called place of faith.
A place where your faith can grow.
A place where your faith can lead you to receive your miracle.
A place where your faith can show you how the impossible be made impossible.
But I realized it’s also a place where your faith will be tested, put into the fire and stretched.
Few weeks ago was the place where I had to surrender my faith, or rather the lack of it and ask Jesus again, Lord help me overcome my unbelief and give me faith.
It’s now officially September 5, 2017. The testing was tough. The stretching was painful.
But it was all worth it.
I’ve received my prayer. It eventually turned out well. The miracle happened. The impossible became possible for me.
Yet more than this, I am so much more grateful that God indeed revealed Himself more as I went through these past weeks of faith building, molding, stretching journey.
I’ve learned to depend on Him more and not my own strength.
I’ve come to behold more how wonderful His grace is. I receive not because I deserve. I receive because He is a loving Father. I receive only through Jesus.
I’ve come to praise Him not because the journey was easy but because in this journey I had to take, He was present–never leaving, never forsaking, ever so near, ever so faithful.
Whatever journey you may be in right now. I pray that you trust the One who holds the steering wheel of your life. He will get you there. The destination may be unclear now, but I am sure everything will turn out for your good because He is incredibly good. <3
Lord, thank You for the seasons You have faithfully brought in our lives. Thank You that every season, every journey is building us up to the ultimate journey we have in this life–the journey of loving You more and Your people more and more each day. May we eagerly await for You more than we await for the answers to our prayers. Lead our hearts to submit to Your good, pleasing and perfect will. Train our hearts to trust in Your steadfast love. We are safe in Your hands.