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WHEN GOD SEEMS FAR...

"SEEMS" is the right word to use...is God really far...
my Darlene Cece winans said "so far yet so close"

I remember sitting in the hospital ward watching my little one
struggle for dear life and I thought to myself...GOD please help me
how could you let this happen to me.. I have loved you from my youth, served you with all my heart,
I know I am far from perfect but my love for you is undeniable.
How on earth could this be happening.

I hear the doctors talking amongst themselves in hushed tones, I know what the are saying
but my ears are shut...I KNOW THE ALMIGHTY GOD...this is not his will.. she would not die
I try to tell them, I try to convince them but its man's report against God's.
In my darkest hour, even when I couldn't feel him, He was right there, you know how I know because His word says so " I would never leave you or forsake you". I Choose to have faith and not fear, whatever the devil had planned God's promises superseded it.
I was going to stand strong, have faith and not stop believing.. No matter what I saw, felt or heard, God has said it, HE is no liar HE would come through for me.


I Don't know what situation or circumstance or issue makes it "seem" like God is far or has forsaken you.
Deuteronomy 31:6 says it very beautifully in the NIV" Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the lord goes with you: he will never leave you nor forsake you"
HE is not a man.. HE never lies...HE is with you dear child of God , Stand strong, don't change your confession, don't stop believing.. YOU WOULD TESTIFY..........I DID.

Comments

Ayo Rotimi said…
Hmmm, there a countless times when God seemed far, but testify, we must.
17 March 2013 at 14:18
Ifeoma Eugene said…
Halleluyah! I'm glad,cos those who trust him do not see shame.thankGod!He never forsakes us even when everyone does! What a God!
19 March 2013 at 22:00
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