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Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Praise Him in the Storm

It was my first Christmas away from home and things would have been easier if all was well. My mom had been sick a couple of months before December and all I had were news of how she was doing. Mom is the most important person in my life and I had to be thousands of miles away when she needed family the most. Coupled with the fact that I had a lot of issues at school, I was scared, I was devastated and most of all, I was alone. 

I wish the news I heard about how she was doing helped matters but they didn't. Everyone had their stories to tell and I couldn't even separate exaggeration from truth. She had told people not to tell me so I don't get distracted in school but I spoke to her on the phone and I knew mom wasn't anywhere near okay. 
I was scared. I was helpless.
December wasn't pretty. It was the first time I paid attention to the song "praise you in the storm" Of course that didn't make much sense to me at first. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, I wanted to get mad but praise? Not even close. 
I decided to tell God exactly how I felt. I wrote a letter to him everyday in December and I'm still not sure if I used ink or tear drops. A few days into my letter rendezvous with God, I broke down on the floor of my room. I had just gotten off the phone with my big sister and it wasn't much of a pleasant call. I wanted to be home, with mom. However, something really strange happened that night. I was on the floor of my room, realized how helpless I was and just started singing "praise you in the storm" 
At that point, I wasn't even wishing for God to take away the pain, it wasn't about the storm. It was about God. For a few seconds, I took my eyes off the storm and paid attention to the one who speaks to the storm. Even though what made me sad the most was me not being home but then I realized, even if I was home, there wasn't much I could have done. A verse from the song "blessings"  by Laura Story goes: "What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know you're here. What if trials of this life are your blessings in disguise" I agree with this because sometimes, we need these storms to open us up more to God's omnipresence. 
Praising God in the storm is not a quick or easy way to escape our problems. It is simply a human expression that acknowledges the sovereignty of God and a validation that, irrespective of where we stand, that is never going to change. While I was reading the book of Job, I saw a lot of anger, pain and sorrow but above all that, I saw a human at the mercy of no one but his creator. He might have said a lot of things in lamentation but He never failed to acknowledge that God was in control of everything. And quite frankly, this can be a difficult thing to see when all we are thinking about is the pain.

Praising God in the storm is understanding that the depth or size of our problems will never ever separate us from the love of God. And even if those problems don't disappear as fast as we want them to, we come to a place of absolute dependence on God
While there is no specific formula to dealing with hurt I also do not support the idea of pretending to be "too strong to feel pain"  We've all had storms, some may seem bigger than others but they are storms regardless. And unfortunately, they are an indispensable part of our journeys on earth. So what should be the posture of our hearts in such situations? How do you hold on to the solid rock when you're on sinking sands ? How do you let the storm build you up rather than break you down?
These are some of the questions we will be discussing as Tito Bez-Idakula joins Girls in Tiaras on November 14th for our girl talk weekend.

I decided to ask Tito to join us months after I read her story on the loss of a child and how God has turned the darkest night into a light that she now shines into the lives of others. I was moved by her experience but I was even more moved by how God has shaped her into an instrument of encouragement for other young women. Come join us as we have a heart to heart on dealing with the hurt and praising God in the storm.  
Please click HERE to read Tito's story and you can send in questions you'd like to have her speak on,to girlsintiaras@gmail.com

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