I just wrote this next paragraph on Facebook:
“Honestly, I needed the stillness my broken car brought me.
These eleven days have been rough yet rich.
There is so much good that can happen when everything is seemingly all going wrong.
I’m certain my life won’t be the same.”
See Conclusion Of The Whole Matter for context.
God is infinite in His wisdom. One of my favorite Scriptures, tattooed on my arm, says “[f]or I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future”
Jeremiah 29:11 NIV.
I have a whole lot I wanna do and need to do. And it is legit for God. Legit. Like I’m not that focused on or concerned about material things.
He showed it to me, had people tell me about it, and gave me a heart for it.
But, I had to be ready. I had to be prepared.
Things don’t grow without rain.
Sometimes you have to till, turn over, rough up, the soil.
Sometimes you have to pull, even dig up, weeds.
Sometimes you have to cut, to shorten or prune, so things grow right.
Sometimes you even have to burn things up.
But, here’s the thing. Another one of my tattoos is this: “When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze” Isaiah 4:32 NIV.
I don’t get to control how, why, when, and where God prepares me. All I can control is surrendering and seeking His help to be postured correctly as He prepares me.
I truly don’t think I’ll have peace or joy if I’m not in His perfect will. Part of me doesn’t want to say yes. But I have to. My yes is too important to too many ppl.
He called me to it so He will grace me through it.
I completely forgot about something I was gonna write until I went to proofread.
Per biblestudy.org, the number 11 can symbolize disorder, chaos and judgment.
I can admit there was some disorder and chaos that needed judgment. Facts.
Because I was still and introspective, focused on what the situation was meant to teach me, I grew. I changed.
“For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.” Hebrews 4:12 KJV.
That. All of that. I underwent some surgery this week. And I’m better for it.
I am so proud of me and grateful to God that I matter to Him as much as I do. The grace. The mercy. The patience. The love. The intention. The care. The concern. The provision. The fact that He deems me worthy to be used by Him. The forgiveness. The long-suffering. Sheesh.
Aight. I could go on and on. But ima head out.
Go be great. Someone is counting on it.