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Who cares..

Do you ever get the feel that people are looking at you,
analysing your situation and in their minds are saying to themselves eyah...poor girl.
Do you sometimes catch that look in the eyes of people, I mean that look of pity and sympathy
Like your case is so bad and their lives were perfect without any challenges?
Of recent I have had people come around me with the mind of starting a "PITY PARTY"
they start off with words like, "It must be really hard for you", "how are you coping"..."this is really tough"...

No time to spend moaning and complaining and asking questions like God why me,...why is my life like this, why did this happen and why didn't that happen..
No time to sit down and entertain such people and such thoughts..
who cares if when they look at me they can't see past the trials and see the testimony
who cares if all they see is the test instead of the treasure,
who cares if what they see is bleakness and hopelessness. I see the glory ahead
who cares if every time they look at me, they can't see past my today...I know the one who has seen it all,
My past, present and future and he says It's all good..
I think we care too much about what people think and say...I stopped caring a long time ago
I only care about what God has said concerning me and my situation. PERIOD.

See beloved Joseph..one would ask is it only you that can suffer. From being hated, to being plotted against, to being sold, to Potiphar's house, to being tempted and accused, to being jailed, to being forgotten.. what a life he must have had...I never saw him hosting pity parties so why should I...I love that scripture in 2 cor:4:7-10
 in the amplified it is so beautiful....vs 8 n 9 says it all..
8 We are hedged in (pressed) on every side [troubled and oppressed in every way], but not cramped or crushed; we suffer embarrassments and are perplexed and unable to find a way out, but not driven to despair;
9 We are pursued (persecuted and hard driven), but not deserted [to stand alone]; we are struck down to the ground, but never struck out and destroyed;
 
Who cares what anyone thinks...God has assured me of victory, my future is bright, this too shall pass. I shall be celebrated, I shall be decorated ,They that mock or laugh at me would laugh with me. I would not see shame, God would be glorified.
Your God is big and able, He would see you through...Stop caring dear Child...Your latter would definitely be greater....AMEN

Comments

Peter Echemi said…
Truly Inspiring
14 March 2013 at 18:42
Efua said…
Stopped caring about what people think or say too . It's so not worth it because all that matters is what God thinks and says. God bless you x
14 March 2013 at 21:05
Efua said…
Stopped caring about what people think or say too . It's so not worth it because all that matters is what God thinks and says. God bless you x
14 March 2013 at 21:06
Anonymous said…
Sometimes its hard to ignore especially when its said in front of you but God's grace is sufficient enough for us to push behind all that does not fall inline with HIS word concerning our lifes. Amen! Thanks Stells.
20 March 2013 at 19:37
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