Maybe it’s time to take a break from celebrity news and talk about my experience for now. Celebrities get enough publicity, I don’t. LOL!
I don’t know about y’all but I will ask the question anyway. “Has anyone of you encountered a difficult situation in your life that there was no one whom you know could help you get through it?” I have. Not once. Many times.
You see, I have encountered impossible situations in my lifetime and if I didn’t know any better, or wasn’t raised the way I was raised by my parents and grandmother, I probably wouldn’t know where and whom to go for help. The one event that I can remember was when I was living in Los Angeles. I had encountered a hopeless situation and in my despair, I called the person whose wisdom is boundless. I called my eldest sister. I explained to her the situation that I am in and what normally would come out of her lips would be a solution and comforting words that would keep me calm and collected were absent at this time. I had hoped that she would have the magical answer and I will feel safe and secure again. This time, her answer was, “I don’t know how to help you. I simply don’t know.”
That’s when I knew that I was in a grave situation that not even my most trusted adviser couldn’t solve. I was in despair. I had no one else to turn to.
But my upbringing taught me something else. I was taught how to pray. And I was not taught to pray only when all else fails. I was taught to pray before ALL else fail.
I found myself kneeling fervently inside my studio apartment in Torrance, CA. I turned to God. I told him that I don’t know what could save me from the situation but I was lifting it up to Him. I am taking my hands off of the situation and handing it over to Him. I was in tears.
Within a couple of weeks, my problem was solved. Every fear and consequence that would have accompanied the problem went away. I will never forget it. That time, I knew that I have someone to go to no matter what the situation is. It was an assurance a child of God could only hope for.
I have been blessed with so many blessings that I rarely complain about my life. I have a life that allows me to do whatever I please. I am healthy overall, and I have friends and family who care for me. There’s nothing that I should complain about.
Most recently, I came across another situation that could have gotten me in a mess that no one would wish to be in. I sought help any which way I can and no one can do anything to help me. I remembered that solitary moment in Torrance when I knelt down and prayed. So this time, I prayed. I asked people to pray with me. I reached out on social media to everyone I knew to pray with me. They all promised and they all prayed with me.
The night before I was to receive the news whether the situation will turn bad or good, I had a dream. I dreamed that a multitude of people whom I don’t even know were praying for me. 476 thousand people to be exact. They were all praying for me. I was overwhelmed with joy. Then, I woke up.
When I was handed the news, it was better than anyone could ever hope for. The situation turned from worse to excellent. I was shocked. I was in awe. I couldn’t speak.
“Whenever two or three are gathered in My name, there I am in their midst.”
I believe it.
I am grateful.
Thank you God!