One Saturday dusk as a young boy 6 or so years of age, I sat on the floor of my mom’s kitchen watching her cook. She was boiling green grams in an earthen pot. The lid was tightly placed on the pot, but as she continued to add more fire, the more the pot got heated. With time the water inside would heat to beyond its boiling point causing the steam to force itself outside. And as the steam pushed itself out, it would adjust the lid’s position and in some circumstances forcing the lid to fall over.
Young and naive was I then, nothing made sense, all I cared for was that at some point the meal would be ready and I’ll satisfy my hunger and craving. Many years down the line I sit here and draw lessons from my childhood observations.
Like my mom’s pot of green grams, there’s so much potential, so much faith locked in us but it doesn’t come out just like that, there has to be a heating process in-order to bring out the fine cooked product. See, we all face trials, challenges, persecutions, quagmires and injustices from likely and unlikely sources. This is the fire that heats up the pot. It does not mean that God hates us so much to let us go through all these.
Listen, trials were never meant to kill you, God uses the battles you face in life to bring out something in you.
This is the gym in which God trains our ears to listen carefully to Him. This is where we have a choice to fix our eyes on Jesus who has called us to walk on the waters or to concentrate on the storms around us.
When thou passes through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee: when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned, neither shall the flame kindle upon thee.
God does not promise that we will not face trials, but He promises to walk with us, to be there with us and for us. Salvation is a walk of trust, you got to trust this God, that He does not take you to the deep waters to drain you but to cleanse you. That He is not a God to give you more than you can bear
Child of God, you cannot walk with God, you cannot let God work on you and you remain to be the same. Like the lid on my mom’s pot, when the heating has increased, something in you has to change; the scales have to shift in your favour. So rejoice knowing that the testing of your faith works out character in you.
Count it all joy!