Meeting Point
I looked up to see him looking down at me. Tears streamed down my face. I had failed you. I had rejected you. I had refused you. Pain overwhelemed me. Sorrow consumed my heart. Shame was shown upon my face.
-The Day I First Met the Lord (Journal Entry 2011)
When I first came to know Jesus I was in the worst place of my life. Everything I was at that point in time was the lowest of the low.
I was a devestated woman who had finally just come to the realization that I could not do life alone. I had tried to do it all myself. I had tried to fix what long ago had been broken. But I failed miserably.
It wasn’t until I surrendered and finally allowed myself to be open to the possibility of there being a god, that I began to understand the futility of my circumstance.
I had suffered much. I had endured much. And it had crippled me.
For who and what had I suffered for? Not for me, I knew nothing of what I truly wanted out of life.
I was lost, wandering aimlessly about.
But then He rescued me.
Speaking words of revival over me.
Touching my life and changing it completely.
God is a God of purpose.
Nothing HE does is without strategy.
Strategically he rescued me from the darkest era of my life.
And stratigically he will redeem you as well.
Keep your faith.
Look up.
Look within.
He awaits your call.
He waits at the meeting point.
❤ Ruby E. Angulo
