At the end of church we had baptisms. As I watched two young people profess their faith, I remembered my baptism day. It made me almost bawl like a baby. You’re always told it’s the best decision you will ever make. I didn’t always agree, but now years after profession, do I understand and agree.
After a recent bout with depression and faithlessness, I’ve come to see how Christ has carried me. I didn’t feel His Presence. It was through a physical pain and profound mental anguish that it stuck. I needed that pain to be taught His Power. The test provides the platform for His Power to shine as you take your faith into fierce fire.
Maybe soon I will have the peace to share how my world got rearranged so God would be glorified. Out of me, into we. Think it can be done alone? It can’t. Unless you want to learn how devastatingly brutal His lessons can be for His children.
I still don’t like the torment I went through. It had and still has a profound effect on me. It had a purpose. I had to be shown Who is IN CHARGE. The answer is it’s not me. What a shocker! Right?!
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