I vividly remember the day I gave my life to Christ. It was an indescribable experience…simply “euphojoyous” (trust me to make up words). Words cannot adequately describe that experience.
I did not get serious with God because of any challenges, it was a decision born out of a deep longing and hunger for God. Looking back now, I’m convinced someone somewhere was praying for my salvation.
Even though I knew very little about the word of God, my heart towards Him was pure and genuine. God pampered me silly. It was a season when everything I touched turned to gold. The people in my fellowship group said that my mouth was very close to God’s ears because He answered all my prayers.
As far as I was concerned, relationship with God was strawberry for breakfast, frilly curtains, permanent twinkle in my eyes and loads of giggles. It was simply pure and undiluted bliss!
I should have known better. I should have known there were some fine and invisible prints.
The fine prints had it that I would have accommodation problem for 6 years during which I would squat in 18 different places including people’s stores with no toilet or bathroom facilities..
Part of the fine prints stated that career-wise, it will take over 15 years to achieve what ideally I should have achieved in 3 years.
Of curse, I didn’t see the part that stipulated that I would nurse my brother through a two- year battle with lung problem.
It was written in fine prints that I would spend 12 years praying for another brother who was hopelessly prodigal.
A paragraph in the fine prints had it that I was going to pray for healing for my father but instead have him die in my arms.
The finest of the prints was that I would nurse my mother through cancer and then loose her to stroke.
If I had seen the fine prints, read through and understood them, do you think I would have signed on? My answer is NO…spelt NO and pronounced NO!!!.
God knew that if I saw the fine prints, there’s no way on this mother earth I would have given Him any time of the day.
It is not recorded any where in the bible that God is a fair God but it is recorded that He is a just God. It is also recorded that a soldier does not go to war at his own expense. In my case, God was my sponsor. Though there were times I felt like an unloved step child, God was there and He walked me through every painful step. The times when I was too weary to catch up with Him, He carried me.
Because God is the author of my fine prints, He made grace available for me to outlast the challenges.
If you are in right standing with God and your life is senseless at the moment, could it be that you are living out your own fine prints?
I did not get serious with God because of any challenges, it was a decision born out of a deep longing and hunger for God. Looking back now, I’m convinced someone somewhere was praying for my salvation.
Even though I knew very little about the word of God, my heart towards Him was pure and genuine. God pampered me silly. It was a season when everything I touched turned to gold. The people in my fellowship group said that my mouth was very close to God’s ears because He answered all my prayers.
As far as I was concerned, relationship with God was strawberry for breakfast, frilly curtains, permanent twinkle in my eyes and loads of giggles. It was simply pure and undiluted bliss!
I should have known better. I should have known there were some fine and invisible prints.
The fine prints had it that I would have accommodation problem for 6 years during which I would squat in 18 different places including people’s stores with no toilet or bathroom facilities..
Part of the fine prints stated that career-wise, it will take over 15 years to achieve what ideally I should have achieved in 3 years.
Of curse, I didn’t see the part that stipulated that I would nurse my brother through a two- year battle with lung problem.
It was written in fine prints that I would spend 12 years praying for another brother who was hopelessly prodigal.
A paragraph in the fine prints had it that I was going to pray for healing for my father but instead have him die in my arms.
The finest of the prints was that I would nurse my mother through cancer and then loose her to stroke.
If I had seen the fine prints, read through and understood them, do you think I would have signed on? My answer is NO…spelt NO and pronounced NO!!!.
God knew that if I saw the fine prints, there’s no way on this mother earth I would have given Him any time of the day.
It is not recorded any where in the bible that God is a fair God but it is recorded that He is a just God. It is also recorded that a soldier does not go to war at his own expense. In my case, God was my sponsor. Though there were times I felt like an unloved step child, God was there and He walked me through every painful step. The times when I was too weary to catch up with Him, He carried me.
Because God is the author of my fine prints, He made grace available for me to outlast the challenges.
If you are in right standing with God and your life is senseless at the moment, could it be that you are living out your own fine prints?
If your issues are fine-print-related, surely… even if you sway, even if you are stretched thin and transparent, even if you are bent over, God will never allow you to break. How do I know? I know because, the bible records that God will never put more on you than you can bear and that for every trial, He will make a way of escape.
If you have never experienced a "fine print" season, I have this to say to you...keep living and also, remember to save this blog because, you will need it some day.
Happy Resurection Sunday
Thank you for sharing and encouraging.
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Superb! Superb! You are truly gifted at this Sista! Indeed, we all have our fine print stuff and i believe we always will.
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