A while back, I was chatting with a friend and he was talking about the experiences he's had in life, the near-death escapes and the things that just happen to him that are not natural and certainly not all about what meets the eye.
He then asked about mine and I took a moment to think.
Then, he said if I needed to think about them, then they were not really that life threatening.
I did think about one and shared. After that call, the Holy Spirit asked me if that story was necessary and then He went on to teach me that I did not need to go on a sad tale expedition just to prove that I've had a "bad life".
I have learnt how not to compete in sharing tales to prove that mine is the saddest tale. You know when people share their sad experiences and we want to share ours too to feel among?
You know when you feel like you shouldn't be the one without a misfortune, where you feel guilty for having lived a rather peaceful, uneventful, quiet and joyful life. You want to feel guilty for not having a sad tale to share mba?
Let God forgive us sha. When He gives us peace, we covet a little storm. When He gives us sunshine, we covet a little rain.
I read stories about people whose life experiences will leave you in a state of shock and fear. It's their story and while I chose to empathize with them and pray that their burden gets lighter, I should never wish I had such tales to share.
I've lived some form of a sheltered life. It may have been by the virtue of my parent's background and the kind of life they have lived. At some point in my life, I felt bad for not having some certain kind of experiences I hear and see people have but I have come to understand that anything I haven't experienced was/ is not necessary for my journey and everything I have passed through is because of the path God has set for me.
I revel in the liberty in which Christ had set me free.
I am thankful for Abba's love and the sure mercies of the King.
I am thankful for His shelter. Thankful that I have not been let out into severe storms of life.
I am looking forward to spending more years under Abba watchful eyes and being assured that even when I meet with the storm, He who calls the storm by name and calls them to rest is with me.
