Give God time to work it out for you

• By candidasullivan
• July 12, 2024
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This morning, as I was lifting weights, it hit me how far I have come on this journey. And just how much God has blessed me to overcome. But it wasn’t easy. My journey through the trenches was painful, discouraging, and challenging. Sometimes, I didn’t think I would make it out the other side.

I had to overcome my limiting beliefs.
I had to overcome procrastination.
I had to overcome physical, emotional, mental, emotional, and spiritual pain.
I had to overcome anxiety and depression.
I had to overcome my desire to sleep in.
I had to overcome food allergies.
I had to overcome my fears of writing and public speaking.
I had to overcome my feelings of unworthiness and not being good enough.
I had to overcome my physical and mental challenges.

This morning, as I watched the band on my arm stretch with each rep, I wanted to cry tears of joy. Years ago, I first noticed the hole in my bicep and felt pain as I tried to do a bicep curl. The moment shook me and spoke so loudly to the insecure, scared parts of myself. I thought I would never be able to get stronger or get better. I had so many factors against me.

When I would overcome one thing, two more things would knock me down. It was an uphill battle for a while. One I wasn’t entirely sure I would be able to win.

I wanted to quit so many times along the way. I crawled into the bed many times, pulled up the covers, and wept. Sometimes, my tears were of surrender; other times, they were pleas for help. And God understood each one.

Overcoming is not easy, sweet friends. It takes grit, determination, and a willingness from the depths of our soul to keep going. We have to desire it wholeheartedly to be able to receive it. When we are faced with the decision to give up or keep going, we have to make a definite decision. We can’t make progress with indecision.

Something inside of me shifted when I decided to do it or die trying. I took away my ability to quit. I wiped it from my mind. And it no longer had any power over me.

I put all of my energy into figuring it out. I prayed for guidance, did what God told me to do, and believed He would help me overcome it all.

AND HE DID!

It was challenging. I struggled, failed, and got discouraged. I cried, prayed, read books, and tried different things.

Everything changed when I stopped viewing my struggles as a hardship and started seeing them as gifts. I started asking God better questions. Instead of asking why this was happening to me, I wondered what God wanted me to learn.

Being willing to see things differently can make a difference. God has a reason for each trial, and each one gives us a beautiful gift to do His work and help others.

Don’t give up, sweet friend. God’s got you. One day, this painful experience will be such a blessing. God can turn our heartaches into blessings.

Leave me a comment if you believe God can turn your heartaches into blessings.