I've always heard people say "good things come to those who wait" but I believe this phrase left out some very important stipulations that are vital parts of this Christian journey. What it should have been revised to say is "good things come to those who wait, work hard, endure the character building process and are obediently walking toward what God has called them to do." Now I know my version is a mouthful to say when encouraging someone and would probably never catch on, but as I am learning in my current season of walking entirely by faith, I wish someone would have shared these exact words with me. It can be so easy to get caught up in the test and trials that come our way as well as the many other distractions that try to overtake us while pursuing our God given purposes. So what inspired this particular blog was a recent lack of focus and pressure I was experiencing along my journey.
With my wedding anniversary rapidly approaching, I decided to reflect back over the years and was just amazed at how far God had brought my husband and I. I was just 21 years old when we got married and did not understand what I was thoroughly getting myself into at the time. I remember hearing from those closest to me, "Are you sure you want to do this?" At first, these words caused doubts to form in my mind, but I believed my husband was heaven sent. Our initial attempts to make our lives become one flesh were rocky, and we encountered many challenges we were not sure how to face. Even though we both knew God, our relationships with him at that time were more like the on again, off again type. As we began to place God at the head of our marriage, we began to notice a significant shift happening. It was as if our hearts began to soften for one another and we finally began to listen, communicate and love one another more. So I wanted to share with you some valuable lessons I've learned over the years which have helped my marriage to grow.
I began to pay attention to the ways the Holy Spirit would communicate to me around the time of middle school; I believe it was. Sometimes it would be through dreams or visions and other times it would be in the repetition of an event or conversation, basically what many call déjà vu. Most of the repetitive situations would take place in threes, meaning I would experience the same type of conversation with three different people or have a similar event happen three separate times.