My heart was heavy.
The week wasn’t as pleasant as I expected; I started out the week hopeful that I’d receive help from certain quarters but till the end of the week I didn’t receive any help. My mind went back to the powerful sermon I had heard in church last Sunday, how pumped up my faith was and how sure I was that my expectations will become a reality. Fast forward to this Sunday and still nothing, I was dejected.
I had struggled with going to church this Sunday; I wanted to curl up in my bed in the privacy of my room and just cry but for the message I received from the Administrator in my branch, informing me that I was to take the devotional in church.
Grudgingly I dressed up and went to church.
I managed to get through the service without falling apart but as I was about walking out of the auditorium, something happened.
I had lent a friend some coolers the week before and she returned them, I sat with the three big coolers, alongside my purse and bag containing my shoes and mum’s, waiting for my cab to come. Soon, I was called and told my cab was around. I got up and carried my bags and the coolers, my hands were full, my heart too. As I walked out of the auditorium, I realised my physical state represented how I felt burdened on the inside, I wished someone would help me, people looked at me but no one approached me, soon a young girl saw me and walked towards me to help me but just as she was about getting closer, someone grabbed her playfully and distracted her ..Disappointed, I continued to the end of the auditorium, thinking I still had to struggle to get to the car, but as soon as I raised my head, I saw my mum waiting with outstretched hands to help me.
Then it dawned on me;
God being mindful of everyone of His children, knows exactly what we need and when we need it and He sends it to us, however the help He sends gets hindered by the devil, people who we are sure He has sent to us get distracted or busy with different things (e.g. unforeseen circumstances) and so they can’t help however it doesn’t end there, God never runs out of helpers to send to us, even when we least expect it.
I haven’t received the help I’m expecting yet, but just by this incident in church, I know it will come. Maybe not from whom I expect it to or how I expect it to but it will come.
As I’m writing this, a scripture popped into my heart;
Isaiah 41:10; don’t be afraid, for I am with you. Don’t be discouraged, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will hold you up with my victorious right hand.
I’m trying not to write too much about this scripture, but I know you get it, the message is clear for you and for me, there is no need to fear/panic, we are not alone in our challenges, there is no need to be discouraged because we have God on our side, He has promised to give us strength in areas we need it and He has promised to hold us up, in areas we are falling short.
Dear Child of God,
You will be fine, I will be fine.. we will all be fine, Our Father’s got us!.