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Sunday, May 18, 2014

Light Overcomes

My daughter turned 14 a few days ago. I was probably more excited than she was about this birthday and I think even she could sense that, albeit that she would clearly not have understood why. She turned 14 … not 16, not 18, not 21 which are kinda like the major milestone birthdays after the almighty 13. But you see sis, for me it wasn’t about her age that day. It was about her ‘being’ ….her being the remarkable young lady that she is and the incredible young woman that she is becoming. On that day last week, I loved my daughter more than ever simply because of her ‘being’ physically with me, home safe with her family.

I loved and treasured my precious and only daughter more than ever before on that day last week because it also happened to be the day after I first saw the video of the kidnapped Chibok school girls gathered together and reciting the Quoran. I had listened repeatedly the day before to some government official speaking about the fact that the girls’ parents had been invited to try to identify their daughters from the video, and that about 77 had been identified at that time. I had listened and my heart had bled afresh… I mean how do you measure the combination of relief at seeing your daughter alive, with the anguish of not knowing where she is or how to rescue her? Or how do you deal with the absolute fear of not seeing her in that sea of faces, and having to wonder if she is still alive, or if she has been sold off as the maniac that organized this evil act threatened to do? How sis? How does a parent deal with this?  

I know you can relate when I say that on that next morning of my daughter’s birthday, as I lifted my hand and heart in pure gratitude to God for His mercies and protection over me and mine, I especially loved my daughter even more. In the place of this love, as I held her in my arms and prayed over her, I hurt for the mothers who couldn’t sleep the night before and every night since the kidnappings, anxious and scared for their little princesses. I hurt for the mothers who would lift their heads at every little sound, in an endless hope that their daughters would suddenly walk into their home and into their waiting arms. I hurt for the mothers whose restless minds have driven them into a state of stupor, lest untold imaginations of what their girls might be going through drive them crazy. I hurt for the mothers who, unlike me, did not have the privilege of holding their daughters in their arms that morning, and even up till today. I watched my husband hug and kiss his daughter, singing a happy birthday song to his princess and my heart bled afresh for the fathers who are also caught in a web of helplessness. My heart bled for the fathers who have daily had to look into the blank stares of anguish from their wives and children, even while they themselves contend with the overwhelming numbness, grief and yes ...fear that they feel.

People and groups all around the world have been and continue to cry ‘Bring back our girls’. As I held my daughter in my arms on that morning of her birthday, a new reality dawned on me in a major way. True, I have been incredibly distraught since the news of the kidnappings of these girls broke. True, I have cried an endless stream of tears. True, my heart has literally hurt continuously from that day and even until now. But as I held my baby-girl that morning, it was clearer to me than ever before that compared to the parents of those young girls, none of us has an inkling of what the word ‘pain’ really means. None of us has really and truly understood what it means to cry; none of us has really and truly understood the full weight of their grief; none of us has even the tiniest bit of understanding of the depth of their fears, or the enveloping sense of hopelessness that each additional day without their angels bring. We are all speaking with one voice and demanding ‘Bring back our girls’ …. But we truly don’t even know how real and how heavy that cry is on the hearts, minds, and lips of their parents. 

After my daughter had left for school, I stared endlessly at one photograph of these kidnapped girls, covered from head to toe in muslim gear, sitted in a half-circle in what seemed to be an open field. I found myself trying to imagine what would be on the hearts and minds of these helpless little ones as they sat there. I imagined how much they would weep for the loving arms of their mothers and fathers. I imagined them daily trying to grasp the reality of being plucked out of the familiar and comfortable, and being thrust into the unknown and the uncertain. My heart constricted and continues to constrict in fear and pain at the thought that they might be subjected to untold forms of abuse – sexual and otherwise. My heart has been weeping for the loss of their innocence and youth. My heart has been weeping at the sheer magnitude of evil that this act represents.

It has been over a month now and we continue to cry, yet see no results. But, our hope is still strong. Our faith does not dwindle. The way the world has risen up in unity on this issue tells me that there is so much more to why God has allowed this to happen than we will ever readily clearly see. And God hears our prayers sis. He really and truly does. These young girls are not lost to Him, No! He sees them, He knows exactly where they are, and He is more than able to bring beauty out of the really dark ashes that this experience presents in their lives and in the lives of their families. These are the last days that we are living in, and the Bible is very clear on the things we expect to see in the last days. But the Word of God also lets us know clearly that darkness will never overcome the light. All that is happening is because God allows it for purposes that are beyond our understanding and reasoning – for His thoughts are higher than our thoughts, and His ways are higher than our ways; because He is God and we can never comprehend Him fully. What we can do though sis, is to stand on His Word that clearly tells us that He is able to work ALL things out for the good of those that love Him and who are called according to His purpose.

So even as my heart hurts sis, even as I daily struggle with the emotional devastation  these girls and their families must face daily, I choose to stay in the place of faith and trust in God to bring about their release, and to use this entire debacle to draw these families and others around the world closer to Him. I choose to trust God to use this experience to show forth His glory, majesty and power here on the earth. I choose to stay in prayer for these families, for Nigeria, and for the nations of the world, and declare that regardless of all the evil that is noised about on all media channels, light will prevail. I choose to cling to God even through the trials of the day and declare that it will all end in praise for those of us who have elected for Him to be an anchor for our souls. I choose not to be discouraged and not to play into the hands of the enemy. I choose not to allow him defeat my spirit or cripple my heart in fear. I choose to declare that the glorious light of God shines in my every darkness, and that His light overcomes in every situation.

Sis, I bless you for every prayer you have prayed for these little ones. The Lord has seen and He has heard, and He will remember you for good in the day of your tribulation. Today, I leave you with a reminder that you keep your head held high, no matter what. I ask you to refuse to be bent or broken sis, and that you remember that when God said ‘Let there be light’, there was light. He is the One that speaks and it is done remember? He is the One that commands and it stands fast! He is the One that has said He will cause us to trample our enemies underfoot right? Sis, I decree and declare that no matter what situation is dark in your life now, as you stand strong and invite the Lord into it, the brilliance of His everlasting light will overcome for you in every area, in Jesus name. Don’t lose faith sis! Don’t allow yourself be discouraged! We win sis… no matter how the enemy presents, we win! Please don’t ever forget that. If you allow me, I will hold you accountable to this, even as I trust and pray that you will hold me accountable to this walk of faith also. The Lord will help you sis, He will help me!

Be blessed sis….. for you surely are!

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34“-How can this be, Mary asked the angel, “since I am a virgin?” 35The angel replied, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the Holy One to be born will be called the Son of God


5 Before I formed you in the womb I knew [and] approved of you [as My chosen instrument], and before you were born I separated and set you apart, consecrating you; [and] I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.

6 Then said I, Ah, Lord God! Behold, I cannot speak, for I am only a youth. 7 But the Lord said to me, Say not, I am only a youth; for you shall go to all to whom I shall send you, and whatever I command you, you shall speak.

8 Be not afraid of them [their faces], for I am with you to deliver you, says the Lord. 9 Then the Lord put forth His hand and touched my mouth. And the Lord said to me, Behold, I have put My words in your mouth. 10 See, I have this day appointed you to the oversight of the nations and of the kingdoms to root out and pull down, to destroy and to overthrow, to build and to plant.


25 [This is] because the foolish thing [that has its source in] God is wiser than men, and the weak thing [that springs] from God is stronger than men. 26 For [simply] consider your own call, brethren; not many [of you were considered to be] wise according to human estimates and standards, not many influential and powerful, not many of high and noble birth. 27 [No] for God selected (deliberately chose) what in the world is foolish to put the wise to shame, and what the world calls weak to put the strong to shame. 28 And God also selected (deliberately chose) what in the world is lowborn and insignificant and branded and treated with contempt, even the things that are nothing, that He might depose and bring to nothing the things that are,

Colossians 1:

28 Him we preach and proclaim, warning and admonishing everyone and instructing everyone in all wisdom (comprehensive insight into the ways and purposes of God), that we may present every person mature (full-grown, fully initiated, complete, and perfect) in Christ (the Anointed One).

29 For this I labor [[z]unto weariness], striving with all the superhuman energy which He so mightily enkindles and works within me.