HOPELESS?

Last Friday (September 20, 2013) during the TurningPointe youth service, there was a part where Kuya Gideon, a youth pastor, asked everyone a question. Since I wasn't able to share my answer to the group ('cause we were told to share it by group) because I got up to lower down the air conditioner's temperature and it was so cold that everybody was freezing, gaaaaah. Anyway, this was the question :

What is one area in your life that you felt hopeless? How will our relationship with Christ help us in this aspect?

So, here's the "broken" side of me.
I was a 4-year old kid when my parents decided to part ways, and I was too young to understand what was happening in my family. So, what my relatives told me was that time will come that I'd be able to understand what must be understood. As far as I can remember, there was a time when papa and I were lying side by side on a bed, he was crying over because I can't understand what he was trying to tell me while answering my undying question, "Why did you break-up?" I don't really know what the reason behind the problem, but right at this moment, I think I already know, but I don't want to take anyone's side. I don't wanna blame any of them, though.

Going back, when I was in my kindergarten years, I was a little bit aware of what was going on. I prayed to God every night before going to sleep to have my family fixed; I used to believe that when an eyelash of yours falls and you wish for something, it would come true. So, I did that every time it happened to me. Until such time that I got tired of praying and wishing about my family to be fixed and all that. Back then, as a kid, it was hard waiting for the things you've been asking for and yet they never became real. And I just realized, kids hold their patience for just a short while and that was what occurred in me. I became bitter about wishing and praying. I told the kids my age that they should stop wishing when their lashes fall because they will never come true.

I WAS HOPELESS.

But, hey, when I encountered God in my life, and how Jesus became my refuge and strength, and that God made me realize that what Jesus did on the cross is a sign of hope.. truly gave me a reason to be HOPEFUL instead of being hopeless. What's more amazing is that when God made a promise to me last July 14, 2013 during my quiet time. Here it is:

"I tell you the truth, if anyone says to this mountain, 'Go, throw yourself into the sea,' and does not doubt in his heart but believes that what he says will happen, it will be done for him. Therefore I tell you whatever you ask for in prayer, believe hat you have received it, and it will be yours. And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive him, so that your Father in heaven may forgive your sins."
-JESUS, MARK 11:22-25

God is telling me that what I asked Him in prayer will come true if I believe that I will receive it. I am believing for it. And because of this assurance that God has given me, I am hopeful, even more hopeful, that my parents will soon be reconciled and that my family will be complete again.

Now, tell me, is there any reason to be hopeless? I don't think so. You might think there is, but still, with God, nothing is impossible.

Keep hoping! xx

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