Seasons In The Dark Make The Light That Much Brighter

None of us are immune to tragedy, and we never know if or when it might affect us. We all seem to find it difficult to focus on purpose, when pain is overwhelming. I need to remind myself that when I say I am a follower of Jesus it’s not because of the road behind me, but instead it’s because of who is ahead of me. We serve a God who wants His people to believe. Really believe. And live like we really believe.

We serve a God who responds to thankful people even when we don’t see immediate answers to our prayers. We can’t expect a sovereign God to explain Himself, but we can expect Him to show Himself. And when we ask Him, He does.

I stand in awe and admiration of the teacher of Oklahoma who chose to embrace God in her greatest time of need and to praise Him. She not only covered the kids physically, she covered them spiritually. Her prayers to God for divine intervention and protection did not go unanswered, and He supernaturally provided a bubble of protection over their little bodies.

Her loud, desperate, relentless cries were music to our Savior’s ears.

She wasn’t supposed to do that! Teachers are not supposed to talk about God in public schools, much less pray out loud and boldly on the behalf of the children they are responsible for. She fearlessly   glorified God’s name with confidence and boldness – and choose not to let the world tell her what we are supposed to do, think, feel or believe. 

I wonder what this world would be like if we all did what we weren’t supposed to do, just a little more often.

In Matthew 20: 29-34, two blind men were sitting on the side of the road. They cried out for help and the world told them to be quiet. But they continued to cry out even louder and Jesus heard their cry and healed them.

I wonder if these two men ever reminisced about the day their rescue showed up?  I wonder if, when seasons in their life grew dark again, they would think back on that one moment when Jesus came along and did the impossible. I wonder how often their memories of time spent in the dark encouraged them to get through more dark times.

They knew with certainty that the light of the One they followed was so much brighter and bigger than any darkness that might come their way. They knew it!

Some blessings come soon, some come late, and some don't come until heaven; but for those who embrace the gospel of Jesus Christ, they come. - Jeffrey R. Holland

Blessings,

Dalinda