The emotions stirred... It's back to 7 yrs ago again.
In the service, as Pst Ulf spoke and ministered, I was brought back to that incident again. Tears welled up in my eyes and came tingling down my cheeks eventually. I was left so broken and destroyed. My dreams, my vision, my abilities, my calling. Whose voice have I been hearing all these while?
The bible says, your gifts and calling are irrevocable. Do you hear it? Do you believe in it?
Why are u down, flat on the ground? Crushed. Whose voice are you hearing?
Again and again, I have forgiven. I have lifted it up to God. I have. I reali had done it many times. I dun hate the ones involved. But yet the words haunted me again and again. I am afraid. I had ran away from myself. I have lost my strength. I stopped at wherever and remained there. Where do I go from here? I had sunk into the pitch dark depression.
I was left broken and crushed. Feels so real, even now.
"He left Judea and departed again to Galilee. But He needed to go through Samaria."
- Jn 4:3-4
He did it for that one woman. He will do it for you. He will rescue you.
Surely, my gifts and calling are irrevocable...
