Beloved, what are you going through that is too difficult for comfort? Does your situation seem impossible to reverse? Have tears packed with sorrow been the order of your life for some time now? Are you dealing with thorns of irritation or thistles of bitterness that sprouted from the bush of failure that confronts you on a daily basis?
I want to assure you that despite what is before your eyes, it is definitely well with you and this too shall pass away. Some of you reading this might be like “it is easier said than done. She has no idea how impossible my situation is.”
Dear child of God, I am here to tell you that the God who makes the impossible possible is very much alive and at His appointed time, will bring your situation to an expected end. If with the breath of His nostrils, he parted the Red sea and the children of Israel walked on dry ground, then what is too difficult for Him? Can you imagine on getting to the Red sea, the ranting and insults the children of Israel spat at Moses from their unbelieving mouths? The mere sight of the Red sea must have intimidated and pushed any hope for a better life outside Egypt to an abyss called “illusion.” But when Jehovah showed up, I can only imagine how they blushed from the momentary heat manufactured by their ignoble doubt at the power of their God.
Why am I saying this? Exactly a year ago, in the month of April, I experienced the most dramatic and traumatic time ever. Circumstance had yanked me from my comfort zone and recklessly thrust me into a boiling sea of constant afflictions. Merciless sharks of tribulation with oppressive fangs that shone with congealed malice kept digging into my worn out soul. From an automobile accident that left me in a state of shock, to my mothers fate on life support, to an unknown scam artist making away with my hard earned dollars, and agitated thoughts of the safe delivery of the precious baby boy I was carrying in my big round 8 months pregnant stomach, life just did not seem fair. It was not only pouring in my life; hailstones of mockery kept trying to force out of my trembling hands, the little box of hope that I was desperately clinging to.
If it had not been the priceless promises of our God, the undeniable love of my wonderful family members, and the faithfulness of dear men and women of God, I wonder where I would be today. As long as I maintained an optimistic view of all that was going on in my life, I was at peace knowing that although my weeping had endured for many nights my joy was coming with one special morning. The day that special morning majestically rolled in with the break of dawn, my mouth was filled with the same laughter you can hear from my mouth any time I laugh today. The Lord unfailingly turned my captivity around and I am still dreaming like them that dream.
My dear brother and sister in Christ stop right now and turn the Goliath, Red sea, Pharaoh, Herold, or Wall of Jericho, troubling your life to Jesus – His trip to Calvary was not in vain but for situations like yours. Our God will continue to trouble our troublers till they leave us and all that concerns us, in Jesus name.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you reading this write-up. I pray that it will minister to you in more than one way, in Jesus name. Have a blessed week and God’s speed!
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