When the righteous cry out for help, the Lord hears and delivers them out of all their troubles.
We can’t see through the debris from the cyclone in our life, and we often try to find another way out the storm. What if your category 1 turns to a 5 before you blink? Having faith means that although your life is crumbling, our Father is able to pull you out at just the right moment.
As I’m watching my storms strengthen, I seek the One whom they obey. At just the right moment, He rebukes the winds and the waves.
You of little faith, why are you afraid?
These words jumped from the pages of my bible and downloaded into my heart. All my tears and worries fled from the sound of His voice. We read about tests from God, yet continue to diminish who He is. As a modern day disciple, I must not lean on my own understandings when I am told to not only trust God through my storm, but when I walk into the storm.
We have read how Jesus called Peter out into the storm and with fear in his bones, he doubted once he saw the wind. Yet, we miss the verses before the disciples boarded into the boat. The part where Jesus went alone to a mountainside by Himself to pray.
God speaks to me in beautiful ways. He gives me visions, speaks to me in dreams, sends people to prophesy to me, and flat out speaks to me everywhere I walk including our quiet times. I could not understand why God planted a vision of a mountain for a few months. I also heard a song on the radio about God of the hills and valleys, as if it was being sung for me. Throughout this time, my focus was on this mountain and prayer as He instructed me. I sought to understand this meaning, not knowing why God has called me to go out into the mountains to pray. Last night, I booked to get away by the mountainside so I can be alone with God. For a while He told me to go out into the world and serve, but this is another story for another time. Today He spoke to me clearer.
I woke up with more horrifying news, and immediately broke down. I received a raise, yet the more money I made and extra time I work, the more gets deducted from my checks. I earn a prosperous amount of money as a night auditor, so this made zero sense. I am facing possible deportation in a short few months, in which I had to renew documents that wiped one of my accounts. This caused me to receive a letter about possible repossession of my car. I have faithfully made on time payments for years, so I stared at this letter as if it was foreign. I could go on about my troubles, but we’re not giving the devil any credit.
I immediately broke down and after crying enough, I picked up my prayer journal. I choked on my words, yet continued to write even if they appear chicken scratched. I didn’t care about making my words pretty, I needed to speak to God right where I was. Then, I prayed with my face and my knees on the floor. Shortly, I was lead to write this. As I wrote, I came across Matthew 14:22-33. Verses 22-23 came to life as if I had never read them before. The answer to vision God planted, was right there in front of my eyes.
22 Immediately Jesus made the disciples get into the boat and go on ahead of him to the other side, while he dismissed the crowd. 23 After he had dismissed them, he went up on a mountainside by himself to pray.
Though I am in the valley, God still hears my cries and He is reminding me I am about to be elevated once again. It’s no coincidence that my storms are strengthening as God continues to use me. I am fasting with my women’s group in 2 days, my second book is about to release in a short few weeks, my ministry is growing abundantly, I have upcoming plans for my organization, and I am getting away next month to a conference I attend yearly so I can spend more time with God. I am being attacked in ways that are illogical. I attempted suicide several times years ago as this is what the devil has tried to plant in my mind, however I turned to God as He heard my cries and delivered me out of my troubles. I am “supposed” to be on a hospital bed, fighting for my life as I battle this autoimmune illness… yet God has healed me in ways no one comprehends. Not even the doctors.
The devil is a distressed liar that attempts to cripple children of God.
With choked up words and tears clouding my eyes, I handed the fears of being nearly homeless again, the fears of going into a country I know nothing about, my finances, and every thought the devil assumed had me. Lord, take it all. My treasures are not of the things of this earth and I would rather lose it all than to gain satisfaction from the things moths and rust destroy. When everything else around you doesn’t make sense, that is what trusting in the Lord with all our heart and not leaning on our own understandings is like. I am a crazy faithful woman of God and have been through enough to know He is able to rebuke the winds and the waves. If He did it before, He will do it again. Seek God through your storms. Before elevation, these storms are neccessary in order to strengthen you for the next season. Though you have fallen, remain obedient even in the valley, not just when you’re on that mountain. Jesus went off alone to pray in the mountains as He knew the storm was to come. Meet God right where you are without all the fluff and get spiritually nude with Him. The storms are nothing compared to what He is about to reveal.
Yet what we suffer now is nothing compared to the glory he will reveal to us later.