So often, we are caught off guard by daily attacks. We find ourselves battling challenges coming from here, there, and everywhere. It seems the struggles come, they come in like a wrecking ball, and it seems to be no end in sight. If there isn’t something going on with us, it’s something concerning our loved ones. I have experienced the weight of carrying others’ burdens as well as my own. And many times I found myself fighting their fight while they sat idly by and did nothing to help them to survive. These mind-changing blows can destroy all that we have built and tried to maintain if we don’t fight back. Our strength becomes weak in the struggle, and we want to give up because of weariness. Every day is filled with its share of trouble, and sometimes it doubles. Many of us find other ways to cope with the challenges, and although there are many alternatives, none is as fulfilling as God’s healing.
As I reminisce over my life, I am reminded of how devastated I used to be. I awoke to face the battles of taking care of children on my own, meeting demands of a job that barely and rarely paid the bills, and I won’t discuss those extracurricular relationships that I needed for myself. I was empty and scratching the surface to survive. Yes, I was ready to tap out because I was tired of the same longings and disappointments. I thought man could give me what I needed, but the sick can’t save the suffering, and settling for half will never make you whole. I found myself hopeless and lifeless, yet I was still breathing. I was barely holding on but ready to give up. But God said to me, “Come see me.” I didn’t know what that was or what it looked like, but I heard it, and I agreed. I just wanted my life to get better, something to bring me comfort from the things I was experiencing. I went to church that Sunday and gave my life to Christ. It wasn’t easy, but I needed relief from the grief.
I was baptized and raised to a new life, but where was it? I returned home to fight the same battles, with the same people, and my normal self. I was given a Bible and a baptism certificate, but no one ever stressed to me that I needed to read it. It seemed that the attacks of life grew worse, and I began to think what all that was for. So, I set out to find Jesus so I could ask some questions, and I travelled through the pages of the Bible in search of his whereabouts. And I came to know him, now my life has a new meaning, and my hope is anchored in Jesus Christ.
BUT GOD HAS SO MUCH MORE IN STORE. My favorite scriptures that captured my attention and heart were “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. (Matthew 11:28) and “For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.” (Jeremiah 29:11).
What the inner me and the enemy destroyed, God restored. I was being reborn to be transformed into a new creature in Christ. God was actively chiseling away those things that meant me no good and replacing them with things of his likeness. Those things I wanted to keep that were destroying me or distracting me from his greatest were being illuminated and eliminated. I have a new life with Christ, and I love being in his company. I write to share that I’ve been there, but also to give you hope to journey to the place of being in his company. I write to share that I’ve been there, but also to encourage you to journey this life with Jesus.
HIS LOVE IS AMAZING!






