Too often in my
life I have wanted to breakdown but never break through. I wanted to give up
when the circumstances around me were too hard for me to bear. Bingo, Karen,
five in a row you hit it, “too hard for ME to bear.” We weren’t meant to do life
alone. We need God to see us through. The choice we have to make in this
process is the willingness to be sure we want to break through the walls Satan
puts up to slow us down or distract us.
In the Bible look
at how many obstacles Satan tried to put up to block Job from being an
effective righteous man. One by one they may have slowed Job down for a second
or two but he kept on going. He was one of those men that when he woke up in
the morning Satan would cry out, “Oh no he’s awake” because Satan knew how
effective he was in his faith in God.
That is my goal,
my effectiveness with my faith in God. Sunday in my church as the worship team
sang the selected songs they finally came to one that has always been guaranteed
to make me cry every time. The song by Matt Redman, ‘Blessed be Your name.” One that talks
about even if there is pain in the offering, a road marked with suffering I
will bless the name of God. It doesn’t matter if God gives or takes away, I
will still bless Him.
For years that song
sent me out in the hall of the church in tears crying over the hopeless
situation I felt I was in with my epilepsy and relationship issues. However,
this Sunday I didn’t make it to the hall. Why not? I had breast and bone cancer
to add to my list, why wasn’t I out in the hall crying out to God once again?
I wasn’t out
there because God has showed me over the years the hope and strength I have in
Him. Times may be hard but I had Jesus. Life may get rough but I had God to
calm the storms. I may have my wounds but God was my healer.
At last I felt
like I was getting closer to the mark where I wanted to be. A place in life where
I had Satan on the run not the other way around. I was where God needed to me to
be to become one of the ones who were willing to be a world changer instead of
a world joiner.
As the song went
on and they got to the words again about how God gives and takes away I lifted
up my cane I use to prop myself up and waved it high in the air. From the back
row in my special chair on the left side of the church the only thing missing
was the white flag I wanted to tie to the end of the cane as I waved it. A flag
representing not the fact I was giving up but the news I was surrendering all,
including the pain of my cancer to be an effective Christian for Christ.
The pain in the
offering doesn’t matter no differently than the pain in my hip, ribs, and feet
from my bone cancer. What matters is that I live my life in a manner worthy of
God. Someone who makes a difference for God in a world that is fallen. A resource for God to use through the testimony of what He has done in my life and
others as we break through life’s obstacles. Blessed be the name of the Lord!
© 2013 Karen J Gillett @ Pencil Marks and Recipes
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