Yesterday, I was feeling pretty rough and beaten up. Today hasn’t been so bad, but it’s been a little weird in places. I had some rather surprising news this morning which I then tried to process during the day, not really sure what to make of it. I spent most of the day chatting to people, but then, this afternoon, I received another unexpected telephone call with some rather good news.
I am praying that this is my answer to prayer. I am praying this is the Lord’s hand over my life, that He is showing me that He has everything in hand. For months, I’ve had Romans 8:28 cycling round my head:
For we know that all things work out for the good of those who love Him, who are called according to His purpose.
(Romans 8:28, My Version!)
Before that phone call today, I had pretty much given up hope. I was close to giving in, accepting defeat, deciding that I must have been all along. But that phone call gave me hope. I pray this is my purpose that I’ve been waiting for. I pray that this is what the Lord has had me waiting for. I pray that this is the fulfilment of the words that people have spoken over me.
If it isn’t, I’m confused. If it isn’t, then the words spoken over me make little sense and the wait goes on. If it isn’t, I’m back to square one, more than a year after I thought I had it worked out. If it isn’t, I really need answers, because otherwise, I really will be tested. But God promises that all things work out for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His purpose. I pray that this is my purpose so that I can fulfil my purposes for Him and praise God for His faithfulness.
Please Lord, deliver me that victory and I will proclaim it from the rooftops. Give me that victory and I will not deny you your glory or deny you praise. I will tell of your great faithfulness to the great assembly and beyond. Pull me through, Lord, and show my doubts to be the doubts of a man leaning on his own understanding. Lord, I trust that you have this in your hands. Take it, Lord, and show me that path ahead.
