I heard a sermon a couple of weeks ago by Pastor Robert Madu in which he talked about the importance of asking the right questions. I began to ponder on the many times, I’ve asked God and others the wrong questions. Sometimes the wrong question led to no response at all. ?
My honesty moment: At the beginning of the pandemic I asked God several questions – one, in particular, was why are you allowing me to go through this pandemic alone? A whole me going through this alone. ?? If I had to pick a single season- it would not be a global pandemic. Ijs.
After a while, I began to adjust to my new normal of being at home and switched my focus to so many other things. I begin to pray and study the word more. I was now more concerned with maximizing this season versus complaining and having a woe is me attitude.
I also noticed that my question to God also changed to God why not me? ??
I’m grateful for all this time I’ve had to learn, grow, and focus on the most important relationship in my life – with God. I’ve begun to tap into my gifts and the Holy Spirit has been talking and I’m tuned in to hear?. I’m thankful this pandemic gave me the opportunity to cultivate my relationship with God and begin to ask the right questions.
“To everything, there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:”
Ecclesiastes 3:1 KJV
I absolutely love this.
Thank you sis! ❤️