“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” -Isaiah 41:10
When we look back on the lives we’ve lived, I think we often remember the best days and worst days of them.
For me, the best so far have been graduating from UCF, days spent with my family, sleepovers/trips with friends, and finding the Lord.
But there have been two that will forever stick in my mind as the worst. The terrible day in December of 2013 that I watched my family fall apart. & The night of October 6, 2016.
On October 6th I found out that my beloved dog had died after a week of crying and praying that he would survive. Then Hurricane Matthew hit.
I do not know how to describe the absolute pain and anxiety I felt on that night, but if you’ve ever had a sleepless agonizing night like this one you’ll know what I mean.
I had a full blown panic attack.
The power shut off. The wind was whipping and the house felt like it was going to blow away. Memories of my dog as a baby flooded my mind.
& I lost it.
My friend Michele was kind enough to call me and talk me down, because I felt like I was to the point of not being able to breathe.
If Hell on earth is a real thing, I know I experienced it that night. The Devil knew I was vulnerable and attacked me with his lies. Telling me I would never be okay. Asking why a God who loved me so much would seem to just ignore my prayers. Implying that I wasn’t worth God’s time.
But sometimes you just have to remind the Devil of where he lives and what his future is.
God is great. When we’re having the best days or the worst days of our lives. He is great and loves us deeply.
He is with us always.
What a beautifully, incredibly magnificent thing that is.