“Do not gloat over me, my enemy!
Though I have fallen, I will rise.
Though I sit in darkness,
The Lord will be my light.”
–Micah 7:8
Last summer, I said this verse while sitting by the still lake, in the middle of the night. It was so dark and the moon was nowhere to be seen. As I finished saying, “the Lord will be my light,” some clouds moved out of the way of the moon, and everything was light. In a moment like that the only thought I can think is, “How stupid have I been? That I used to question wheter there was a God… How could there not be? Things like this don’t happen by chance.”
I’ve thought about that verse a lot in the last couple months. Especially in the last month, since I’ve been here. Last summer, God showed me that he will be my light in the midst of darkness; that He has given me strenhgth to get back up when I fall. To this day he continues to do so.
Last week I was just so sick of things. I barely wrote anything in my journal and when I did it was bout me wanting my favorite food, being miserably hot all the time, or not having ANY alone time. I was tired crabby hot, hungry and so over this. I just wanted to go home.
That night during team time, we talked about how we saw Christ in each other. When it came to me they asked me how I see Him in myself, being in a bad mood I just said, “I don’t see anything in myself.” As you can probably guess this was not an acceptable answer.
One by one they told me things they saw in me:
-quiet strength and leadership
-more knowledge than I let people see
-a heart to bring people together
-always willing to listen
-very accepting of people
Journal Entry
7Feb2013
I have never, in 18 years of existence, thought about how I see Christ in myself. I’ve always known that we were made in God’s image, however, I’d never thought about what part of him shines through me.
At first, it was hard to accept the things they were saying to me. I was so angry and in such a dark place that I just didn’t want to hear it. Slowly, I started listening to the truths people were telling me. As I did, I realized that this conversation was God’s way of bringing me light. And not only that, but it was re-lighting the fire in my heart; the fire that I want to light up a room with.
Now, as I’m laying down to go sleep, I can hear God telling me: I am your light, daughter. I always will be.
