So at some point you have to look at what the storm says about you. When waves, and thunder and rain are crashing in repeatedly on all sides, is this maybe just maybe, a compliment to you?
If the Word says that God will not put on you more than you can bare, and you are baring a lot, then it’s because, well, you can. (Insert image of back cape blowing in the wind.)
I’m looking back. I’m looking back at a storm. The waves are starting to subside, and there are sun rays in my horizon. Some things are coming together and I see blessings. The reality though is there have been more times in the last 4 years than in the 40 years prior that I have questioned if I was going to make it through “this one”. However as raindrops begin to glisten on fresh soil, I can see now that my becoming had to happen this way. Through these raindrops.
Recently I sat in a service where the message was on perseverance. And just before I ran up out that church, (not exactly my favorite subject), the preacher really opened my eyes. He cracked open this meaning to this despised word perseverance. This word that to me always felt unfair.Why do I have to deal with suffering, why do I have to come under attacks that I didn’t deserve, why do I have to reap from what I’d never sown? These were my quiet thoughts, my quiet questions while reading scriptures on trials and tribulations mentioned in the Bible. But now I see. Perseverance is my friend, making the trial itself my friend.
Perseverance- Per the authority of, Severance through suffering. There are some rewards that you will only get through a trial, through pain, through pushing through. Think of an athlete before the win. Without the pain of athletic training, there can be no medals at the end of the course. Think of a woman in labor. Without the pain of the stretch, the reward of life cannot come forth. The only way we get to the crown is to endure the pain. Thus the pain itself is really working for our good.
Suddenly I got some spiritual cajones to stare my trails in the eyes and have the right to claim my reward at the end of them. Those trials didn’t break me. In the words of Ms. Celie in the Color Purple, “Dear God, I’m here, I’m still here!” I’m still standing, in my right mind, with my heart in tact, with my integrity in one piece. So attention all trials, all hardship, all pain, all false accusation, all attacks, Imma need to you write me a check. Make it out to Blessings on Blessings on Blessings, because I can see clearly now, the rain is gone.