MY PAIN WAS A PLAN?
God does not allow us to see our entire path in our journey called life. He knows where we will end up but allows us the free will to take the less travelled road, the desert detour, or even the mountain top experience. He knows what we need in order to travel this road. He knows what to send our way to direct our steps to the plan He has for us.
Pain was a part of His plan for me. Let me give a few examples.
**I am a single woman. I wanted to marry and raise my own family. I would have been a stay at home mother. This would have meant I would not work outside of the home. As a teacher with 25 years of classroom experience under my belt, I was able to touch the lives of over 700 students. Teaching was one of my ministries. My pain, in the form of loneliness and unfulfilled desires, was in a way….. a gift. The gift being the honor of serving.
Here is another example of how pain was a part of God’s plan for me. I believe it took a brain tumor to get me to leave my beloved Oregon. I was very content and happy in my small town. Why would I move and start over when my life was so settled and comfortable? The brain tumor WAS a gift and this is how I mean it.
The illness brought me into a deeper and more trusting relationship with God. My survival story has encouraged friends, some non-believers. I have a new career path that includes public speaking, something I was too fearful to consider before the brain surgery. I wrote a bible study (with the Lord’s help) that I hope to publish. Hopefully it will be a comfort to others. I am learning the secret of being content in all circumstances and exercising the fruits of the spirit.
This recent trial certainly was a test. I believe I would have moved back to Oregon had the Lord not very clearly closed that window. I could have ignored His direction to stay in Colorado but I knew that He would not have blessed my life there. I knew the story of Jonah and did not want to waste time in the belly of a whale, only to be spit out on the very land where I began my rebellious attempt to run away.
So, because I endeavored to endure… the Lord has endeavored to give me more. This blog is one of those things. I never had an interest in blogs. But now, I feel the responsibility of being the Lord’s mouth of encouragement for His children. I know He will ask more of me but is waiting to see if I will be faithful in the smaller things He has placed in my care. A test.
My breakthrough or recovery is a blessing to others. I believe that if others see my success and personal desire to carry on, they will be inspired to do the same. I hope my calling is a comfort to others and that my life is a testimony. A testimony of God’s love and faithfulness.
I ENCOURAGE YOU TO SHARE YOUR PERSONAL STORY OF WEATHERING A STORM. LET IT BE A COMFORT TO OTHERS. DON’T LET YOUR TRIAL BE FRUITLESS. USE IT TO BEAR FRUIT FOR THE GLORY OF GOD.
1 PETER 4:10 Each one should use whatever gift he has received to serve others, faithfully administering God’s grace in its various forms.
2 CORINTHIANS 1:3-4 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God…But this happened that we might not rely on ourselves but on God…”