storms of life
I swore never to be silent whenever and wherever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.
What I tell you in the dark, speak in the daylight; what is whispered in your ear, proclaim from the roofs. ( Matthew 10:27)
Our darkness my be different in contrast to the text spoken. You may be on house arrest, on a bed of affliction at home, you may be in a physical jail of darkness of the mind, your actions may be practicing dark behavior, but its a dark place for God to whisper “The Good News” of hope to your situation. O’ what a joy to know I am His and no matter what condition I am in He wants to love me.
Our Lord is constantly taking us into the dark in order to tell us something. It may be the darkness of lonely and desolate life, in which some illness has cut us off from the light and activity of life; or the darkness of some crushing sorrow and disappointment.
It is there I have found that He tells us His secrets–great and wonderful, eternal and infinite. He causes our eyes, blinded by the glare of things on earth, to behold the heavenly constellations. And our ears suddenly detect even the whisper of His voice, which has been so often drowned out by the turmoil of earth’s loud cries and demands.
Yet these revelations always come with a corresponding responsibility: ” What I tell you…speak in the daylight…proclaim from the roofs.” We are not to linger in the darkness or stay in the closet. Soon we will be summoned to take our position in the turmoil and the storms of life. And when that moment comes, we are to speak and proclaim what we have learned. I have found unrestrained worship in this dark place I am at current. Fresh Oil is my roof while in this place where He whispers nightly and daily to my wife and I. The freedom to worship God is refreshing. All I want to do is be educated by Him on what I am going to be used to proclaim in this filthy world.
This moment gives new meaning to my wife and I on suffering, the saddest part of which is often the apparent feeling of usefulness it causes. We tend to think, “How useless I am! What am I doing that is making a difference for others? Why is the ‘expensive perfume” of my soul being wasted?” These are the desperate cries of the sufferer, but God has a purpose in all of it. We have abandoned all we evr knew about being in control of our life while suffering, we been captured by a love we cannot explain and we will never be the same. God has taken us as He will you to a higher level of fellowship so you may hear Him speaking “face to face, as a man speaks with his friend”, and then deliver the message to those at the foot of the mountain. Were the forty days Moses spent on the mountain wasted? What about the time Elijah spent at Mount Horeb or the years Paul spent in Arabia?
There is no shortcut to a life of faith, which is an absolute necessity for a holy and victorious life. We must have periods of lonely meditation and fellowship with God. Our souls must have times of fellowship with Him on the mountain and experience valleys of quiet rest in the stars, when darkness has covered the things of earth, silenced the noise of human life and expanded our view, revealing the infinite and eternal. All these are as absolutely essential as food is for our bodies.
In this way alone can the sense of God’s presence become the unwavering possession of our souls, enabling us to continually say, as the psalmist once wrote, “You are near, O Lord” ( Psalms 119:151). I have had to do real confinement for 7 months in a pit in Lybia, I have had to do 5 years in a confined prison cell where the shower came to me. I have been in coma for seven months and when I came out of it I had to learn to speak and walk and eat and use my body again. I was dealing drugs for 8 years from state to state poisoning my people and His people, I used drugs and women as a dual addiction for 9 years one of them I married and now through her God is speaking to me again as He did all those time. He heard my cries then because I was saved at the ripe age of 6 years old, I played the drums and ushered, I was raised in a household of two religions, Islam and Church of God and Christ. I was blessed to recieve these storms early in my life for they prepared me to handle the pressures I have had to handle. I speak from experience about God’s goodness to you, I thirst and I am suffering for something I didn’t do. My wife and I took jobs and they turned out to be scams, and for that we as felon’s from as long as six years ago were convicted to this time of destitution and loneliness. We are unable to corporately worship, but we worship any way. Please don’t let what the natural say to you be the end of the converasation with this harrasing enemy, let resolve and faith comfort you into standing on God’s promises. Stay humble in His presence and listen with expectation, cry “ABBA” Father when you need strength to complete the task He entrusted you with.
Live a poured out and broken life as to get the fullness of Him who is working things out for you right now. It’s working in Jesus name!!!!!!! Amen……