Sometime back, I asked God to for a deeper relationship with him. He answered. He brought a person into my life. This person has stretched my patience, my prayer life, my resources, and so much more. Yet in the midst of this God has taught me about something that I had buried. You know what I am talking about. We bury things about ourselves because we do not want it hurt again. Mine was my heart. I buried it, even had a ceremony.
This individual came along with God’s help brought my heart out. I look at people differently now, like I use to years ago, with compassion. My prayers are fuller, richer, and my time with God is a two way conversation. There are difficult times. There are great times. I would not give it up for anything in the world.
But it did not stop there. It grew. There is so much we can learn if we let God teach us HIS way and not our own. That is one lesson I learned last night. Sometimes my way is not HIS way. HIS way is often outside the box of my ideas and thoughts. If I am silent long enough, HE will tell me or show me. His love will grow me and her as well.
There are no issues, just a walk with Christ that was helped by a lady who listened to God. Right Beloved?
Think about it.