Change is never easy.
It forces you to leave what you know, to leave what is comfortable. It forces you to extend your faith and trust God, regardless of what may come.
I think my faith has gotten the workout of its life and I have survived all that has come.
Sure, it hasn’t been easy.
There have been moments when I am wrapped up in my sheet with tears that “make my bed to swim and water my couch.” There have been moments when I sunk in silence, overwhelmed by the giants before my eyes. There have been moments when fear and doubt threaten to overwhelm my mind, but joy shown through in the morning.
Every breath I breathe, every corner I turn and every sunrise and sunset which the Lord allows me to experience, for them all, I am grateful.
Psalm 6:2-10 (KJV)
2 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O Lord, how long?
4 Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies’ sake.
5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?
6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.
9 The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will receive my prayer.
10 Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.
Struggle Builds Spiritual Muscles
Without resistance, we remain weak.
Imagine a caterpillar in its cocoon. That caterpillar has to strive daily to break free from its shelter and protection, which in turn is its prison. To do so, It has to push constantly. And what emerges is often a creature of immense beauty and awe-inspiring colors that leaves us wondering about the miracles and diversity of nature.
So too must we be like that caterpillar, we must push against all that seeks to keep us bound and oppressed. We mush push against the expectations and unfair treatment of others.
We must push against the abuse.
We must push against the lies.
We must push against hatred.
We must push against the hurt and pain.
We must push against the slander.
We must push against hypocrisy.
We must push against human cunning.
We must adhere to the eternal principles set for us by God and live.
Being a Christian is not easy. It requires sacrifice. It requires daily self-sacrifice. It requires remaining humble. It requires being obedient to God.
It requires seeking his wisdom daily.
It requires searching the scriptures daily.
It requires prayer constantly.
It requires fasting and denial of your own wants and needs.
It requires doing the unpopular thing.
It requires walking on water, blindly.
It requires putting on foot in front of the other, even when there is no ground to stand on.
The Christian life is scary.
It is not for the faint of heart. But, we have hope. We have hope in Christ Jesus who died on the cross for us. We have hope in his shed blood. We have hope that he fights our battles. We have hope that he has already won the war and we are only living through what he has himself been through.
After all, Jesus has already conquered death, hell, and the grave.
God be praised.
In this, I put my trust.
All His promises are the fuel in my bones, the fire in my spirit and the very essence that I breathe. I strive towards God and what he wants for me daily, though it has never been easy.
Because of that, I am now stronger and wiser than I have ever been.
I have taken moments to gather the wisdom, knowledge, and experience of this life. After all, I paid for them with tears, blood, embarrassment, and sweat.
I have learned to never put my trust in people but in God.
I have learned that pain, disappointment, and failure are only temporary.
I have learned that after the night, there is a sunrise to begin a new day.
I have learned that people live and people must die.
I have learned that no man has power, true power; that only God has power. So, their threats are idle, the effects temporary and whatever God does is permanent.
I have learned that when you least expect it, God will provide genuine moments of love.
I have learned to be kind and treat everyone the same, with love and kindness.
I have learned that when you extend your hand to help, many people will take it, pull themselves up and push you down.
I have learned to forgive.
I have learned to let go of past hurts and to give it to Jesus.
I have learned that he collects my tears.
I have learned that I would do the same thing tomorrow, to help others, knowing that they could possibly hurt me.
The lessons learned have caused me distress, have caused me pain, have caused me sleepless nights, have caused me to lose hope, have caused me to lose trust have caused me to lose faith in God – even just momentarily.
But the greatest lesson that I have learned, is that God is there for all of it. He is holding my hands when I am scared. He is the one lifting me up when I am weak. He is the one feeding me when I am hungry. He is the one clothing me when I am naked. He is the one who remains faithful when I am faithless. He is the one who sees all, knows all and pushes me through it all.
He is the one who breaks through the cocoon and barriers that are around me. He helps me to spread my wings into a creature of immense beauty and awe-inspiring colors that leave others wondering about the awesome goodness of God, His power, his gift of miracles and patience towards his children.
He breaks this butterfly free and gives it strength.
About the writer:
Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books and writer for over ten years. She is a General and Copy Writer for online publications such as Revealing the Christian Life, Jamaica Rose, Entertainment Trail, My Trending Stories, The Island Journal, Express Writers, among others.
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