[ Chioma Will Rise ] “Do not gloat over me, my enemy! Though I have fallen, I will rise. Though I sit in darkness, the LORD will be my light.”
There are two types of people; the very confused and the very foolish. The rest of us just love Jesus, from our hearts and hope for His grace to please Him! I actually read my own ‘obituary’ if you can believe that. Certain people in certain nooks and crevices, some camouflaged by religion rejoiced to hear I was down and physically hurt. But why? I don’t rejoice to know their end, I do not think it is funny that people see the mercy and grace of God as a tool for lasciviousness and wicked acts. There is just no good way to look at it. Evil is evil and begets evil. There is nothing of lasting joy about it.
“Then my enemy will see it and will be covered with shame, she who said to me, “Where is the LORD your God?” My eyes will see her downfall; even now she will be trampled underfoot like mire in the streets.” Micah 7:9-11
I have come to see that people who mock the righteous, or are quick to support wicked deeds are either ill-informed about the truth or are just hiding and nurturing a secret sin. They want the other person to remain in that open state of debauchery so they can feel good about their own hidden state. I sought the Lord with my whole heart as my pastor told me many years ago (As I contemplated receiving a crown for beauty I know I did not construct). I walked away from legitimate and creditable opportunities to be in the limelight as God-given gifts poured forth from my exuberant and youthful being. I remember that call as the Pastor said… “There are some young people here today, under twenty-five years of age that the Lord is calling to ministry. He wants your life, and today you can come to this altar and lay it down”…
“But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.”
Being called to ministry was not a job offer, it was a lifestyle for me and people who speak and love truth can attest to that. So for people to rejoice and throw a parade because they heard I was assaulted and attacked, makes me burst into fits of giggles. No I was not going to let strangers in on the secret that though I have some physical discomfort, I am on a 200% mend. Yes you heard me right, you cannot stutter when you write the outcome will be 200%. Therefore I would have been untrue to myself or I would be dead to let such blasphemous parade continue (may be that is why I survived :)) You see the battle indeed was the Lord’s and I am happier today than I have been in a long, long time… So please fellow humans, pack up this sad and shameful soiree. The issue is not what tragedy befell you (because every one will get theirs, just wait a pair of minutes..). It is how the work you allowed God to do in your life brought you through.
“Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us,” Ephesians 3:19-21
Now I may return to my Reedemer, rest and recuperation…
“I know that you are pleased with me, for my enemy does not triumph over me.” Psalm 41:10-12