My week in review (week 36)

Week 36 has ended successfully, to God’s glory and this is what I learnt:

1.   Sometimes, all you have and need is a pure heart

Some years ago, I thought King David was boastful in some of his Psalms because of how he would be ‘praising’ himself about his clear intentions and good heart. Now that I am older, by God’s grace, I understand so well that he was in no way boasting. I have come to a place where when people and even the enemy (the accuser) try to accuse me of any wrongdoing, I gently tell myself that the Lord knows my heart and He knows the intentions with which I have taken certain actions. You know what this does for me, it releases me from the burden of harboring pain or trying so hard to let them see me. Sometimes, we encounter friends and other people who may find fault with everything we do, although we may have done nothing wrong (per our motives). 

2.   A close shave is a very real statement

On Tuesday, I survived what could have been a serious road accident. I was seated at the front of a trotro (local name for a public transport by bus) when the driver run us into one of these huge tracks. I just know that the Lord saved us…on so many levels. I know t could have been worse. I came out with no cuts just severe pain on (or in) the leg. Of course, there is that swelling I am finding it hard to massage: I can’t really stand the pain. It is well. What did this teach me? I need a car…haha. But on a more serious note, I must realise that my being saved does not make me any better than those who have perished in similar situations. This could have been the end for me. There are so many things which could have happened. What if the trotro driver hadn’t put in a little brake in the nick of time and was still stepping on the accelerator? God saved me and I cannot thank Him enough.

3.   Cry out to God

I keep saying that for me, healing comes when I physically cry. Have you ever been so battered by life in a way that your senses steadily become cold and you almost feel nothing? I find myself in that place and it’s been hard to rend my heart before the Lord although inwardly, I am balling my eyes out, beneath the many activities, to God.  It is that kind of state where you just cannot find the words to express what is really going on with you although in your heart of hearts, you are just crying. Remember last week’s update concerning the books I bought? Well, one of the books I purchased is titles, “ABBA’S CHILD” by Brennan Manning. I started this book and one chapter led me to write out my prayer. Finally, physical tears came. Initially, I was even shocked because I had become so numb. I have been a dying woman walking but the thing is it is very easy to confuse movement for progress so what can man do? Sometimes I wonder if my default setting of seeing the positive in every situation has caused a slight detachment from reality. For a while, I have been a dying woman walking but despite all these, I know I am on a journey and I will share the fruits of it when harvest comes.

4.   Do not let your gift be a burden unto others

The space I find myself in makes it difficult for me to expound on this lesson as much as I want to. All I want to say is that whatever gift the Lord has placed in your hands, please make sure that it blesses humanity and does not cause any form of pain or bitterness. His gifts are gifts unto us, which means that freely have they been given. But His Spirit, Who brings life to every gift, may depart and we may never know. Therefore, whatever we do, as ministers (in whichever form) we must always ask ourselves: am I being difficult just because men have placed a demand on my anointing?

What has this week taught you? Care to share?

Love,

Sharing Life.