I was angry with God and questioning what I believed about Him when my mom quit going to church. She left her position as the Pastor's secretary after an emergency appendectomy. I didn't realize there was much more to this story than what I had been told by people around me. My mom, never said anything negative to me about any of the church people, even though she was hurt very deeply by them. It wasn't until years later that she told me the story of what really happened.
When she did tell me what happened, I had just lost my best friend unexpectedly, and my dearest Aunt passed away just 5 months prior to that. To say that I was in a stage of questioning would be an understatement. For years, I struggled with my worth, wondering why I wasn't good enough for "ministry". I walked in what felt like the wilderness for years. It wasn't until years later that I would really understand what ministry meant.
There is so much hope in this promise, that God will work everything out for good. He will give us beauty in the ashes. We can rest in knowing that He is actively working in our lives, even in the seasons that seem He is nowhere to be found. He uses the good, the bad and the ugly, and He turns it around for His glory. Without the "wilderness years", I wouldn't understand His grace. Without those years of questioning, I wouldn't be able to sit here today and write of His faithfulness to use it all for His glory, and for our own good.
Do you have something you are scared to share? Are you hiding behind a mask? Let me encourage you to share your story. There is always someone needing to find hope. What better way to share hope than to be on the other side and say "it gets better." God is faithful and He can use every detail of our lives to point others to Him.
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