The last several weeks have been really difficult for our family.

We lost our pastor to Covid. In his time as our pastor, he had changed the atmosphere at our church. He had brought as back to the basics and challenged us to be better humans and better Christians. As a family, we fasted and prayed for his recovery. We stood in confident faith that God would heal him.

We were in shock when we received the news that he had passed away. Complete disbelief.
How could this happen?
We stood united in faith that he would be healed.
I fasted.
This was supposed to be a testimony for him and his family.
He had not finished his assignment in our church, in our city, in our country.
He still had lives to change.
He still had powerful words to speak on race, equality, and gender (to start with).
My family needed to grow under his leadership.
He was not done. He was NOT done.
HOW could this happen?

We are still mourning, and I am trying not to question.

Maybe you are going through a situation that you didn’t expect. Maybe you are facing a result that you did not want. Maybe there’s a storm swirling around you, and you’re questioning God like me. I found comfort in the words of Job- Job 42:1-3 to be exact:

“I know that you can do anything, and no one can stop you. You asked, ‘Who is this that questions my wisdom with such ignorance?’ It is I- and I was talking about things I knew nothing about, things far too wonderful for me.”

Our God is a good God. He’s a good father. He tolerates my ignorant statements and questions and loves me through it. He gently nudges me back into my place without breaking my spirit.
~Shiney