There are enough voices of fear, doom and gloom-and maybe as you read this, you are working from home or have been unable to earn an income now, and it is imperative for me as a believer to remind of eternal truths that will stir up faith in you to overcome…
The eager and earnest expectation of God doing good things for me-The looking up to the heavens, awaiting His voice for direction, His hand to deliver and His wisdom for counsel. It is my fuel for each day; my reservoir to find the strength to hold on to the dream, even when it seems bleak and there is no chance to get there…
I have just nodded in agreement, expressing the same sentiment that “How on earth could someone survive in this environment,” but yet in my heart resides a hope that refuses to die-I will not let it. ..
The backdrop of life in my country in acute uncertainty, things change and many times it seems not to make sense. To give a picture, or a sense of this, I literally do not know what currency we will be using at the end of the year, what value it will have or whether it will make sense to have savings in the bank or not. Queues appear everywhere, for basic things like fuel, mealie meal and of all things hard cash itself. Bank withdrawals for many are not enough to cover the return fare home, let alone suffice for monthly groceries and tales of gruesome crime by men wielding machetes are on the increase…
So today, my mind is wrapped up in Ecclesiastes 10 vs 1, and what it implies in the life of a believer. I am wrapped up because at the core of my heart, i realise that this means there is no room for “pet peeves” and tolerable sin to the believer.
A reason that really will redefine how we do life; that will redefine how we respond to challenges and setbacks, and put our hearts at rest irrespective of what today may look like for each one of us. For those of us who like to cut to the chase; the simple reason always boils down to Him, God, our Father and His assurance of love for us that is exemplified by His death on the cross.
The part that says “God heard the cry of the boy” jumped out at me, and as I took a few moments to reflect, i became profoundly aware that the story of Ishmael is to us, a testament of the abounding mercy and love of God. It is a glimpse into the workings of God that should give us confidence when we pray.
Would we sing of the God who parts the Red Sea, had the Israelites not faced an enemy in the rear and in the front? And death stared them in the eye, but God delivered them? Would we talk of Jesus as the healer, if there were never sickness? Would we be talking of a God who heals the lame, the blind and the deaf if these never existed?
I myself remember crying when my Form 4 results were made known to me, and my Shona result was not what I had wanted. I had invested late nights, reading of novels and research to try to get that elusive A. And when it did not come, I was so frustrated. And though the example may seem petty; my point is simply that I can relate to the feeling of a heavy heart from an unfulfilled dream.
As I write this, I wonder where you are in your walk with Him. Are you overwhelmed with trying to survive in a broken country; or in a skewered economy; and has the challenge of it made you forget what glory the promise there is on your life?…