Hiding in God's pavilion, what a glorious and sometimes painful opportunity! To be "covered" and hidden all while being able to "see" where you use to dwell can be daunting.
God allowed me to be under His shadow and seemingly hidden. I battled depression, anxiety, frustrations and extreme warfare of the mind. Some nights lying in bed and crying. My husband would ask what was wrong and I had no answer. Just tears. At some point over the last 3 years, I convinced myself that no one cared and I was wrong. Driving down the road one day, I heard the Holyspirit say, "do you remember when your prayer was, hide me in your pavilion?" It was at that moment that I remembered. I remembered those very prayers. I was under the shadow of the almighty God. When I thought purpose was over for me, I was hidden. When I was disobedient to the voice of God, he yet covered me and guided me to repentance. When I felt alone, He comforted me. When I felt like my vision was cut off, He told me to trust Him. My Pastor, Dameion Royal preached, "Nothing Will Be Wasted" and I knew that not one moment of those 3 years would be wasted!
In that season of my life, I was buried. For a purpose. To be nurtured and conditioned. To be cultivated and pruned. To be watered and fertilized. I was planted to bloom. I was planted to bring forth every purpose for my life, in its due season!
Life happens and we all handle "life happenings" in different ways. We may not always know how to handle them. We will need the prayers of the righteous. We will need some type of genuine fellowship. Help may not always come in the form we think and we have to be open to that. Hold on to your faith through those hard moments and know that as long as you faith-it, God has something to work with.
Felecia "Ironwoman" Henderson
God allowed me to be under His shadow and seemingly hidden. I battled depression, anxiety, frustrations and extreme warfare of the mind. Some nights lying in bed and crying. My husband would ask what was wrong and I had no answer. Just tears. At some point over the last 3 years, I convinced myself that no one cared and I was wrong. Driving down the road one day, I heard the Holyspirit say, "do you remember when your prayer was, hide me in your pavilion?" It was at that moment that I remembered. I remembered those very prayers. I was under the shadow of the almighty God. When I thought purpose was over for me, I was hidden. When I was disobedient to the voice of God, he yet covered me and guided me to repentance. When I felt alone, He comforted me. When I felt like my vision was cut off, He told me to trust Him. My Pastor, Dameion Royal preached, "Nothing Will Be Wasted" and I knew that not one moment of those 3 years would be wasted!
In that season of my life, I was buried. For a purpose. To be nurtured and conditioned. To be cultivated and pruned. To be watered and fertilized. I was planted to bloom. I was planted to bring forth every purpose for my life, in its due season!
Life happens and we all handle "life happenings" in different ways. We may not always know how to handle them. We will need the prayers of the righteous. We will need some type of genuine fellowship. Help may not always come in the form we think and we have to be open to that. Hold on to your faith through those hard moments and know that as long as you faith-it, God has something to work with.
Felecia "Ironwoman" Henderson
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