A few weeks ago I went to visit a buddy of mine in hospice. Yes, hospice. She had a stroke this summer. To my knowledge she was on the road to recovery. I’d snap her a few times and she would respond. There’s even a video of her on Facebook learning how to walk again. This is why I was shocked to receive news that doctors had given her 5 days to live.
While walking through the hospital corridor I couldn’t help but to think about death. Well, actually ever since my cousin Toya passed away I think about death often. “When will I die? and “What will be the cause?” are questions I often ponder. However, those thoughts are faithfully followed with the thought that I can’t die until God’s promises to me are fulfilled.
While searching for the elevator I wondered if it was possible for someone to abandon the promises of God, which will cause them to never manifest. My human understanding said yes. If my husband makes a promise that he’s going to pick me up from home at 8 p.m., but I don’t believe him and choose to take an Uber, I’ve abandoned his promise to me. But, that’s my HUMAN understanding, dealing with HUMANS…
So I ask again: Is it possible to abandon the promises of God? No.
- My covenant will I not break, nor alter the thing that is gone out of my lips. Psalm 89:34
- For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return there without watering the earth and making it bear and sprout, and furnishing seed to the sower and bread to the eater; so will my word be which goes forth from my mouth; It will not return to me empty, without accomplishing what I desire, and without succeeding in the matter for which I sent it. Isaiah 55:10-11
- For all of God’s promises have been fulfilled in Christ with a resounding “Yes!” And through Christ, our “Amen” (which means “Yes”) ascends to God for his glory. 2 Corinthians 1:20
Sarah laughed in God’s face. He promised her a baby, but since she was beyond the years of childbearing she laughed in disbelief (Genesis 18:12).
I think 2016 was one of those years where many of us had to laugh (like Sarah) to keep from crying, but by the time December hit there was no more laughter. Just tears.
I “ugly cried” at least once a week, because it seemed like God had broken his promises to me.
My good buddy Amber of talktoamber.com asked (via Instagram) what for would we use to describe 2016? My answer: DEPRESSING. It is what it is. However, I’ve chosen a word for 2017. It’s a word that will serve as confirmation when God’s promises begin to manifest. It will also serve as an anchor when life’s deep waters drown my ability to see God’s promises aligning.
And because I’m a millennial I made a hashtag: #Believe2017
What did God promise you? Are you struggling to believe? Are you cynically laughing as others receive the exact thing God promised you? Are you low-key mad at God? If so, I understand.
Welcome to a new year. Let’s start over. Ask God to forgive you for calling him a liar by no longer believing what he promised. Ask him to help your unbelief. Tell him that no matter what 2017 brings you will believe what thus says the Lord. That’s it. That’s all.
Happy New Year beloveds! #Believe2017