A letter to myself

I got a promotion recently. It’s a position that matches with the gifts I felt like I had and continued to develop, so I am very very joyful!

Seriously, praise God! He has transformed my heart and my workplace so much since I surrendered it to Him back in November 2015.

If you have walked with me (even remotely) during the previous eight months, you’d know how miserable and painful I once was. In contrast, the joy, the sense of purpose and the fruitful relationship I’m experiencing now is truly an evidence of God’s grace!

Last season, I was learning a lot on how to abide in Christ. I did research on all the mentions in the Bible of “being with the Lord” or “wait for the Lord," etc. Joseph’s story really stood out and inspired me. To a certain extent, I think our stories are quite similar — even though I went through prosecution, the table now has turned because of God’s presence with me.

The warden paid no attention to anything under Joseph’s care, because the LORD was with Joseph and gave him success in whatever he did. (Gen 39:23, NIV)

However, if I had to be honest… with all the success and accomplishment, there is a small evil voice that urges me to glorify myself.

It’s very subtle, but it usually left me in a state of impatience, pride, and a sense of entitlement. Last night, I repented and prayed that the Lord will help me to be more grounded. This morning, He spoke to me through the BRP!

Nevertheless, do not rejoice in this, that the spirits are subject to you, but rejoice that your names are written in heaven. (Luke 10:20, ESV)

Truly, truly, I must remind myself that my joy comes from my relationship with God. That alone must be enough and be the source of my contentment and strength!

Oh, how fickle is my heart!

Yet, how gracious, merciful and precise is the Lord? Truly, He is good! He knows and takes care of all of my need.

“Father — grant me just enough so that I am not too far away from being broken and contrite in all seasons”broken and contrite in all seasons”

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