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The Pain, The Process, The Glory...

THERE SHALL BE GLORY AFTER THIS~!
Oh, How it Hurts...this pain that touches the very core of my being. Oh, how it makes me want to lash out in a rage and  retaliate with a vengeance. But, then I sit still a moment and really ask the question...WHY?
Why did I have to experience that episode in my life? I am sure many people have had bad episodes played out over their life span, one after the other. How many people suffered at the hand of an attacker, a rapist, a molester, an abuser, the list goes on and on and have lived to tell their stories. Yes, the pain was hard to bear, it was almost unbelievable to think, how can I make it through this horrible experience and vicious ordeal, but each day rise to face the morning. It tells me that there is something that is present that gives us the strength to lift up our heads and face another day.

I cannot even describe to you my extent of pain and I am sure you cannot even describe to me, your extent of pain, because our pain was intended for us to carry. The weight of the pain is purely levied out to us, it is our own. But, I still wonder why?

Life is subsequently filled with lessons, as well as consequences for actions. We must ultimately be aware of what we allow to enter into our lives, what associations we are linked with and what are our ultimate responses to our circumstances. These all have a hand in the process of us becoming who we are.

God has a plan for each one of us.
In Jeremiah 29:11, he says, "For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope."

Yet, my life is filled with one setback, one bad thing after the next. I tried to figure out whether, I was seeing what I was reading. God's plans for me are good but yet, I had to go through one disappointment after the next, one setback after the next and one heartache after the next...Where is the good in all of this, I wondered?

There is always a purpose for our pain, that is a part of a process. What about our darkest moments are we to learn? How do we respond to being rejected, and overlooked in life? How do we deal with a cheating, unfaithful spouse? How do we stand after being physically and verbally abused? How do we face the fact that we were given a death sentence by our physician? How do we cope with this reality?

The process is very important in situations outlined above, it calls us to tap into the faith realm and draw us into the presence of the Most High God, because no-one else in the world understands how deep our pain is...but God! Despite, many of us who may have had similar experiences, our pain is unique to us.

The process is not easy. The process makes or breaks you. The pangs of pain can destroy every ounce of your faith, causes you to doubt not just yourself but your God. The enemies plan is to destroy every fiber of your being, if you allow it.  However, the process shapes us into who we are,  after, we are tested , proven, molded and refined in the process. The process requires our brokenness and openness.

And after the process, then what?

 There shall be glory after this...

I am reminded to consider the life of Jesus Christ, as he was betrayed, wrongly accused and judged, whipped, kicked, spat upon...He was pierced in his side, mocked on the cross and died. But three days later the purpose of his pain was significant for us, the process although a horrible one was inevitable for the plans of God had to be fulfilled. The Glory came on that third day, when he arose with all power in His hand, trumping, death, hell and the grave...he arose to reveal His Glory and His Majesty.

I contemplate these scenes from Jesus' life experiences and am encouraged in my spirit that there shall be glory after the pain and the process, there is far greater exceeding weight of glory that I would be able to experience, because, I made it through my experience.

Could I be honest with you, I am not there yet, but writing, releasing and sharing with you all is part of my process in my healing. I am confident that my pain was for a purpose and that all things will work out for my good in the end...

I can't wait to see what great things God has prepared for me in the future, after the pain and after the process has ended...I'm anxiously waiting for it all to be revealed at the end of it all!


Unveiled to be Transformed
-Keisha

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