What you do in the days, months and even years following this moment in time will either make it the beginning of your transformation or your imprisonment. Either a new and improved version of you will be birthed, or you will become an outdated version— lost in the past.
Since the passing of my husband ten years ago this October, I have underwent both a spiritual and personal transformation. At times a process drenched in pain, uncertainty and hopelessness. Times when I had to steadfastly resist
- being enslaved by selfish desires.
- believing that God had abandoned me.
- focusing my eyes— my heart on what was and would never be.
- burying the pain so deep that I was the walking dead— an emotional zombie.
Times when I had to steadfastly believe the Lord would
- love me unconditionally.
- be with me. Never forsaking me.
- take what the enemy had intended for my harm and use it for His glory and my good.
- ensure a “happily ever after” ending to the story of my life.
I must confess there were days when throwing myself a pity party was at the top my “to do” list. When it took every ounce of willpower not to crawl back into bed and curl up into the fetal position. When sucking it up and doing it despite the pain and uncertainty was my only option.
But even in my darkest hours the Lord was always there. Infusing me with both His love and grace. Walking alongside, sometimes carrying me. Whispering into my heart.
“My child, do not give up hope
For I know the plan I have for you
A plan to bring you hope
A hope that never dies
But lives forever”
Thanks for listening to my voice! Feel free to like and share it with your friends.
Have a wonderful weekend! Rita
Be the VOICE heard amidst the deafening sound of sameness!