So I’m wondering… Is my story different? Because I watch other Christians and wonder why do problems not devastate other Christians the way they shatter me and my husband?

Because today I sit here and EVERYBODY and EVERYTHING have turned against us. Some people actually seem to try and kick us while we’re down… and through this all, more than ever before, I barely can understand what Jesus has gone through. The humiliation! The pain! And I do realise that, although it does not seem like it from a worldly point of view, I know that we do something right for Jesus, because our fight is not against flesh and blood.

Last night while we were in church praising and worshipping, I was really in His presence, the best place to be, and I held my son in my arms. While I focussed on Jesus, being grateful for the Holy Spirit in my life, tears started running, because at that moment I realised I was still standing because of His love.

My son wiped the tears from my face asking: “Why are you crying, Mum, let me dry your tears…” and in that moment I realised that it wasn’t my son, but rather Jesus himself. He sees every dropping tear and dries it Himself. He is my source of power, my Abba Father who never fails nor forsakes me! And all this is worth it because I know that He works for the good of those who love Him.

Heinke

Romans 8:28

And we know that all things work together for good for those who love God, for those who are called according to his purpose