I’ve had my trial’s and been drug through the dirt. I’ve looked for God and never heard him. I’ve doubted he was there. But when I knelt down and begged for God to let me experience him in a whole new way was when I truly knew I was sitting at his feet and was told “I’ve been here the WHOLE time.” I just never opened my eyes, my ears, or tore down the block of ice I’d built up around my heart to truly BELIEVE he was, until this moment.
There are times we feel defeated (I do a lot) and get drug around, there are times we consistently pray for something and he might not answer immediately so we give up. I have learned it’s NOT OUR TIME. It’s His. We should pray consistently and give our all to him.
“Ask and it shall be given to you, seek and ye shall find, knock and the door will open to you” Luke 11:9
I know I was right with God before the baptism. I felt lead and knew it was time. But honestly it wasn’t until two days before the baptism that I met God in a new place, I felt his hand tugging my heart in a different way, I was in his presence non stop. I consistently prayed for these things, but it was in his time that he wanted me to see him differently. God had written his name on my heart permanently, and I laid my life down for him. I chased after him so long in the wrong way that he came after me in the right.
I’m not a writer and I’m not the greatest at explaining things, I hope you all get what I mean in this story :0) God Bless