“How can my life go wrong now?” I thought, “I have everything I want.” But suddenly an icy hand of fear chills my spine and bitterness floods up my veins as I remember my past. Tears spring unbidden to my eyes, as the memories flood in faster than the tears that now stain my cheeks. “I don’t want to remember” I whisper.
Back then, nothing was in right order. I had no parents, and was on the streets of New York; a tough life for a twelve year old. The years consisted of cold winter nights, and scorching summer afternoons. I would stand on a street corner and beg for money, or food. I would stand there, with a cardboard sign that stated roughly; “No home. Need food and money” The occasional ‘Good Samaritan’ would stop and chuck a few coins into my upturned felt cap. But other than that, I was on my own. I really don’t know how I survived those years. Maybe it was the hope of someone wanting me, but whatever it was, it kept the fire burning in me for five painful years. As my thirteenth birthday came around, I hit rock bottom. There was nothing that could bring my life any lower. Utterly lost in the ocean of loneliness and drowning in my own self-pity. I would not sleep at nights because I was afraid to wake up and find out I was still here; still in the pit that many fall, and few return. I knew I was one of the many. I was not one of the few. The days passed by, and I just existed without living. I was not human, I was nobody. One day, I was out on my usual corner, when someone came to me and started talking to me. Nothing made sense, the person just kept saying things like “You’re lost, and you need a savior” or “all you have to do is believe!” I knew I wasn’t lost, and I certainly believed that my life was a real one… All I could think was: “This person is either high or drunk.” I ignored them. The next day, the person was there. And once again, I was proselytized with their biblical jargon. After that I moved to a different street corner. I wasn’t about to become somebody’s ‘project’. When I turned fourteen, I still had no hope, and no want of life. But something happened that changed the course of my life. I was walking to my corner, when I heard a sound. I looked to my right and there stood a solitary box. It was moving. I did what curiosity told me to, I looked into the box. There was one small black pitiful looking kitten. I didn’t want an animal, so I just kept walking. I heard a rustling behind me. I turned around and saw the box had tipped somehow and the kitten had started crawling over to me. The grey clouds started dropping icy rain. I did not want to get caught in this storm, so I turned and walked back to my small hovel. I felt worse than the dark foreboding clouds looked. Suddenly I saw a shape moving through the sheets of freezing drops. It was the kitten; but now it did not look like a kitten. It looked like a wet towel that someone tossed into a ditch. The kitten was barely moving. It did, however, let out a single, quiet “mew” and that was it. I tried to ignore it, but I just could not bring myself to let a tiny kitten die. I ran out, into the pelting rain scooped up the poor little thing, and sprinted back. The kitten looked up at me and I could’ve sworn it gave me a grateful look.
What happened that day made me stop thinking about myself, and focus more on one that needed compassion, and help.
Please keep these words in mind when you go through a rough spot, or trial: "God will only test those who He deems strong enough to endure it."
God will give us trials if He knows that we are able to conquer it. The harder the test is, the stronger your faith is.
Remember, if life is going easy, you should probably look at your spiritual walk with God.
Maybe I am rambling. What are you thoughts?
Here is an article written by a very talented young man. Please read it, and take it to heart.======================================================================
Firewalk With God
By Silas Blodgett
“‟But if you do not worship, you shall be cast immediately into the midst of a burning,
fiery furnace. And who is the god who will deliver you from my hands?‟ Shadrach, Meshach, and
Abed-Nego answered and said to the king, „O, Nebuchadnezzar, we have no need to answer you
in this matter. If that is the case, our God, whom we serve, is able to deliver us from the burning
fiery furnace, and He will deliver us from your hand, O king. But if not, let it be known to you, O
king, that we do not serve your gods nor will we worship the gold image which you have set
up.‟” (Daniel 3:15b-18). When we as Christians must suffer through the inevitable trials and
afflictions of this life, it is our duty to rejoice and genuinely thank God for the opportunities
brought about by those trials. We must rejoice since suffering results in growth, the Bible
commands us to endure hardships with joy, and when compared to our eventual, eternal
glorification, our sufferings really are quite insignificant and petty.
The first reason to rejoice is the fact that affliction leads to growth. James 1:2-3 says,
“My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your
faith produces patience.” As the blacksmith applies just enough heat to temper and therefore
strengthen a length of steel to make it useful, so the Lord uses trials in our lives to strengthen us
as vessels for His glorification. “And we know that all things work together for good to those
who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.” -- Romans 8:28.
Secondly, Christians are commanded to suffer hardships and stand strong when the day
of adversity arrives. 2 Timothy 2:3 says, “You therefore must endure hardship as a good soldier of Jesus Christ.” Of course, if we are to endure these hardships with joy, and not simply with an
attitude of tolerance, we must learn to lean on our omnipresent and omniscient Father. “Cast
your burden on the Lord, and He shall sustain you; He shall never permit the righteous to be
moved.” (Psalm 55:22). “Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but the Lord delivers him out
of them all.” (Psalm 34:19). No matter how severe or how much pain you’re going through, our
God promises to take away your burden if you simply allow Him to. Sometimes, we have the
tendency to revel in our own misery, in which case the endurance of hardships will be shallow
and self-centered in nature, which is not in accordance with God’s will. We must not pray for
deliverance from our trials, but for wisdom.
“No one entangles himself with the affairs of this life, that he may please Him who
enlisted him as a soldier.” (2 Timothy 2:4). Thirdly, and most importantly, this life on earth is
not our own. As disciples of Jesus Christ, we’re not here for personal comfort or satisfaction.
Our beautiful purpose in life is to constantly bring glory to the name of God. When viewed in
this light, and under the shadow of the cross, how truly insignificant are our own trivial
sufferings and complaints! “Beloved, do not think it strange concerning the fiery trial which is to
try you, as though some strange thing has happened to you; but rejoice to the extent that you
partake of Christ‟s sufferings, that when His glory is revealed, you may also be glad with
exceeding joy. …if anyone suffers as a Christian, let him not be ashamed, but let him glorify God
in this matter.” (1 Peter 4:12-13, 16).
Just as Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego faced their fiery trial knowing they would
either be saved from the furnace or saved into eternal Glory; we too should face our trials with
courage and such confidence in our life’s purpose that in so doing, we joyfully fulfill that very
function and bring glory to the King of kings through our affliction. “For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be
revealed in us.” Romans 8:18.
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