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This Life Is A Blessing

July 26, 2024

This Life Is A Blessing

Today, I drove my son to kindergarten.
The voice of Megan Woods were sharpen 
“The Truth”  played on repeat
And when I heard the lyrics so humble and sweet 
I felt He tock a seat.

Here He was - beside me in the car 
I felt He was present - He wasn’t far
He was near
And I felt I saw everything clear 
Even if I barely saw anything out-there
through the windshield,
He is now my new landing field

It was pouring raining 
I pointed my head to the sky,
not because I saw a plane.
My parents is coming home today - from Spain
But that’s not the point.
The point is I rejoiced.
I said «Thank You for the rain , Lord»
“Thank You, for today”
I was grateful for the heavy weather 
I was grateful for the cold wind - blown to my face 
And each and every word from the song - I embraced 

“The truth is 
I am my Fathers child.
I make Him proud, and I make Him smile.
I was made in the image of a perfect King.
He looks at me and wouldn’t change a thing”

And I suddenly starts to cry.
Cause that was my reply,
that I believed every line.
Nothing about that song was a lie.

And He said 
“This life is a blessing.
Rain is a blessing.
Sunshine is a blessing.
Walking the dog is a blessing.
Hearing the birds sing is a blessing 
The past - a blessing 
The future - a blessing.
And it doesn’t matter if you think it’s good or bad, 
It’s still a blessing. 
I will always turn bad into something good
Cause I go before you and when you only see bad,
I see lessons learned,
I see wisdom and knowledge,
I see testimony. 
And I see a way through for others to reach Me through you.

And I suddenly became aware,
this 26th of July.
That each trauma I’ve survived,
has been a blessing in disguise.
I became aware that each disappointment I’ve come-by, 
has been the revealing of a deep hunger
this world would never satisfy.
In the middle of every storm.
In the middle of every sharp thorn.
In the middle of every sleepless nights.
He has been my light.
He has been my shining knight.
In the middle of every confusion.
In the middle of my own execution.
He has been my solution.
He has been my revelation.

I wonder where would I be today,
if I’d never experienced living hell on earth separating its ways.
Where would I be today,
if I didn’t have Him telling me to get far far away?
Where would I be?
I wonder 
Where would I be?

Would I still be trapped in an abusing relationship?
Would I still continue to walk on my guilt trips?
Would I still be laying around with different men, 
just to feel a temporary satisfaction?
Would I be devastated and broken?
Would I be torn and frozen? 
Would everything still be going in slow motion?
Would I grief til I’ve become olden? 
Would my eyes always look swollen?
Maybe I drank in secret, just to deny the pain?
Maybe I still would be in chain?

Would I continue to believe that I had become a villain?
But I’m blessed that He has given me a mission 
Where would I be?
Yeah, where would I be.
I wonder.
If Christ didn’t saved me?

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