Saturday, November 21, 2015

My Anchor Holds!




Joy and pain!

This morning I awoke with a pain, a searing scorching pain on my heart, so many tears in my eyes and my body racked with hurt. I was about to just lose it and to just give in to it and just grieve and my spirit whispered, pray!!. So I started to mouth words just pray, pray, pray.......As I sat to pray, I remembered a notification on my phone from a friend this morning, it was this verse!
I remember sending this verse to someone this week and they said to me, I believe that but what I am experiencing right now, can't be God's plans. How many times do we as believers feel this way, what does it drive us to. Sometimes retaliation to the person who wronged us, anger, excruciating pain......for me all of this in a situation perpetrated against me and my own. What do I do? I run to the rock. I know just like Hagar, He sees, He knows! But the pain lingers, it creeps it's way in every so often.
Can I tell you, spiritual war is no joke!  Joseph felt it in the pit! David daughter felt it at the hands of her brother! Bethsheba felt it at David's hands! There are so many.....I have felt it so many times in my life. It is worse when the harm is against your family.
But, I told a friend this week, what the devil meant for harm God will make good!!! In the front lines of a battle sometimes you lose some things but Blessed Be the Name of the Lord.
Pray for your brothers and sisters sitting next to you in the road of life. But pray especially for those in the forefront of the battle of good and evil. They really need your prayers. Don't be like Job's friends and His wife. How can we not take good and bad, if we trust in Him! By the end of this post, my spirit is renewed, filled and my mind is refreshed! My strength comes from the Lord! I pray for you today that this will be your truth. That you have the rock of God's love to hold on to in the midst of the storms.
This ship may be battered but the anchor holds!!! My anchor holds!

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