The joy of praying, the joy of hearing God's word through every way possible, the joy of seeing God's hands in tough situations, the joy of worshippers coming together, the joy of God's children going out to be fools for Him, the joy of seeing even the elderly having childlike faith, the joy of being in His presence.
The hurt that is behind every tear, the pain that is in every heart, the thought that is behind every fake smile, the fight that needs to be put up, the cry that comes from the heart, the frustration that acts as a defense mechanism, the anger that is just to mask fear and hurt, the noise that is to drown all whispering pain.
What matters most is that God is seeing this heart through, guarding and guiding it every step of the way. What matters most is the assurance from God and not from any man. Insecurities strike, dismay hits but God's promises just will not let go. His love will never run out of me and that...Thank You Abba Father. Time that will heal all hurt and pain, time will show how God's hand is moving through circumstances, time will show how God provides and is our guide. Patience to wait upon the Lord is a virtue, patience to seek God will be the sweetest time spent. Everything in His time.
I can only hold on to God during these period. Faith as small as a mustard seed, let this faith arise. A sigh of surrender and trust and a small smile after it. Case close. God's the boss.
In a few hours time, I'll be probably be doing what I suppose to do. I know God will be by my side. Whatever happens, bring me closer to you God. BRING IT ON PRESENTATION and INTERVIEW...
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