Finding Treasures in Trials

1 Thessalonians 3:3-5 (The Message)

Not that the troubles should come as any surprise to you. You've always known that we're in for this kind of thing. It's part of our calling. When we were with you, we made it quite clear that there was trouble ahead. And now that it's happened, you know what it's like. That's why I couldn't quit worrying; I had to know for myself how you were doing in the faith. I didn't want the Tempter getting to you and tearing down everything we had built up together.

The hardest struggle I've ever known is spiritual.
The struggle of sins....The sins of distrust, doubt, insecurity or loosing confidence, the sin of pride, and selfishness. All these am struggling, but never stop praying that HE will purify and refine me within, and lead me to GENUINE REPENTANCE (",)

Because of these sins, am not doing good to my husband which made me feel sorrow within but I just want to lift this up to GOD as I believe HE has confidence in me that by HOLDING TO HIM, I will get through my weaknesses. As I look up to HIM as MY ONLY REDEEMER and SAVIOR

“Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread.”

by Max Lucado

What a statement of trust! Whatever you want me to have is all I want. Some days the plate runs over. God keeps bringing out more food and we keep loosening our belt. A promotion. A privilege. A friendship. A gift. A lifetime of grace. An eternity of joy. There are times when we literally push ourselves back from the table, amazed at God’s kindness. “You serve me a six-course dinner right in front of my enemies. You revive my drooping head; my cup fills with blessing” (Ps. 23:5 MSG).

And then there are those days when, well, when we have to eat our broccoli. Our daily bread could be tears or sorrow or discipline. Our portion may include adversity as well as opportunity.


This verse was on my mind last night during family devotions. I called my daughters to the table and set a plate in front of each. In the center of the table I placed a collection of food: some fruit, some raw vegetables and some Oreo cookies. “Every day,” I explained, “God prepares for us a plate of experiences. What kind of plate do you most enjoy?”

The answer was easy. Sara put three cookies on her plate. Some days are like that, aren’t they? Some days are “three cookie days.” Many are not. Sometimes our plate has nothing but vegetables—twenty-four hours of celery, carrots, and squash. Apparently God knows we need some strength, and though the portion may be hard to swallow, isn’t it for our own good? Most days, however, have a bit of it all. Vegetables, which are healthy but dull. Fruit, which tastes better and we enjoy. And even an Oreo, which does little for our nutrition, but a lot for our attitude.
All are important and all are from God.

The next time your plate has more broccoli than apple pie, remember who prepared the meal. And the next time your plate has a portion you find hard to swallow, talk to God about it. Jesus did. In the garden of Gethsemane his Father handed him a cup of suffering so sour, so vile, that Jesus handed it back to heaven. “My Father,” he prayed, “if it is possible may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will” (Matt. 26:39).


Even Jesus was given a portion he found hard to swallow. But with God’s help, he did. And with God’s help, you can too.


MY GRACIOUS MOMENT WITH GOD

There were times I thought am on my way to get over a certain struggle of weaknesses and some sins. I've been into sin of distrust and doubt, all because of my fears and insecurities. I've told HIM, and always beg HIM to lead, guide me in my repentance in renewing my mind, heart and spirit. Then after a few days, I go back again to the struggle.

Am encouraged to read this devotional from Max Lucado.
I realized, God is giving me a plate of discipline & sorrow.
It's amazing to remember, oh yes! It's God who prepare this meal, and He knows I need it. He knows perfectly I have to be refined and shaped and disciplined for my own good and for his good will in our marriage. I didn't realized that, I just kept on complaining because that meal is not something I expected. Now, I bow down my whole heart to God, am humbled to experience this refinement.

After all, all these shortcomings made me realized how weak and sinful I am, that there's nothing to be proud or brag. If there is, I could only brag about JESUS, about God that HE is amazing, mighty yet loving, kind and GRACIOUS!!

Happy Sunday Everyone!!