Yesterday was our last Mizizi class, and it was a lot of fun, and kinda sad that it had come to an end so soon. It is amazing how ten weeks have flown.
So I must admit I was initially happy that my Tuesday evenings have finally freed up so I can go for movies poor man’s day, terrific Tuesday’s, or just go home and avoid having to spend like almost 400 shillings to get to church and to get home every week. But after yesterdays class, my mind-set has changed, for some people our class is their lifeline to God, ok not only some people, even me.
Anyway I shared this with my class yesterday because it was something I had heard from a previous sermon that kinda freaked me out.
The preacher had said that every single person is either
- heading toward the wilderness
- inside the wilderness
- on the way out of the wilderness
By wilderness he meant like facing a difficult or trying time which affects their entire being.
I took a look at my life, and I am happy but scared to report that so far there is nothing that has shattered my world as i know it.
The worst thing that happened to me most recently was when I broke up with my ex last year, and right now it seems really insignificant. In fact I think dumping him was the best decision I made, so I do not really consider it as ‘being in the wilderness’.
I am really deathly afraid of having to go ‘into the wilderness’ and I am really praying that I do not have to.
It hit me yesterday, maybe the reason I am not in the wilderness is so that I can encourage and pray for those people who are in the wilderness or are just about to leave the wilderness, who are not in the best position spiritually. Maybe now that nothing is distracting me, I can pray for all those people who are truly troubled, or have lost their faith in God. I can be their bridge to the Lord.
God has been extremely good to me, and he has provided me with a happy and bountiful life. For a while I felt really bad because I am abundantly blessed, yet my relationship with the Lord was not as strong as it should be, I felt like I was not as grateful as I should be. Registering for this class I think was an awesome idea so I thank my friends for encouraging me to join the class.
Like I said in a previous post, Mizizi renewed my belief in prayer. We were shown new ways to pray, how devoting time to God was important, and how accompanying prayer with fasting was a good way to talk to the Lord and submitting to him.
I must confess that I do not pray as often as I should, like at night I find myself dosing as I watch tv, or in the middle of prayer which really isn’t good. So today I finally started my prayer journal and I already think it is a great way to communicate with the Lord. I always promise the people close to me that I have kept them in my prayers, and hopefully I can keep that promise now.
xxx V xxx