Finding Purpose in the Seasons of Life

When death strikes unexpectedly in the midst of discovering purpose.

Have you ever lost something so dear to you while still trying to settle down in your unfamiliar environment? Something that might require you to stop turn back, and take a break? Some of them might be mere distractions to delay you from discovering your purpose in the unfamiliar, but some are crucial and need to be attended to, dealt with, so as to function properly in your unknown zone.

I lost what was so dear to me, and I asked questions but can’t understand why it happened. I’ve seen people gone through the same route and came back well and healthy, but not in my case. The question remains, is God selective in what He chooses to do? I don’t think so. I believe He does what He has purposed to do at the right time He has set it to happen. Losing something/someone dear to you can be painful, heartbreaking and disappointing.
But one thing I realised in the midst of my brokenness, that there is a set time assigned to everything on earth. Our lives have a set date to leave this earth whether we like it or not. The gifting and talents God gave us are for a particular time and season. So it’s our job to seek God and find out what He wants us to do in every stage of our lives in this transit journey.

It was a Saturday night between 9 pm and 11 pm Hobart/Melbourne time. I was half asleep when the phone rang. I answered the phone, and all I could hear was crying and wailing together with the news of what happened at the other end of the phone. Immediately I woke up. For minutes the news hasn’t digested in me yet. I thought it was a dream. I hung up the call and sat upright on the bed, still trying to comprehend what I just heard. Then it was done on me that this was a reality. That I wasn’t just dreaming, then I became wide awake. I shattered into tears, couldn’t find meaning in the whole situation. I shouted and cried until I thought I was going to lose my voice. What is this? What’s happening? Why God? I wasn’t expecting this result. But there was no answer; I broke down. Couldn’t find anybody to understand the overwhelming pain I was going through. The room was quite and lonely. I knelt down on the floor and cried my heart out to God. It was a long lonely and painful night. I thought my heart would break open because of the agonising pain I was going through. God are you there? Why? Why God? A few days ago You gave me peace concerning this situation and I thought all was going to be well. At least You should have allowed me to speak to her before You took her away. I so much believe that You will give me this opportunity. What’s going to happen to her now? Will she make Heaven? Was she saved? Has she accepted Jesus in her life as her Lord and Saviour? I just couldn’t stop the questions. I asked until I could no more. I broke down in tears again. Still broken on the floor, suddenly, there was a heavy burden on me for my unsaved family members. A burden I know can only come from God at that particular time. It was so heavy that I couldn’t wait to deliver it.
Then I wondered why the burden was so urgent at that time. I had it before in the past but not that pressing as I was feeling it in that broken situation. Then I understood why at that point. Because time was running out and no one knows who’s next.

You see my dear friends, the message of salvation cannot be put aside any longer. It must be spread all out, because when death hits, it might be too late to make it right. Life without Jesus is meaningless. We are so busy competing with one another, gossiping one another, pulling down one another and disqualifying each other that it has taken over our daily agendas. Is this all we want to spend our lives doing? What are we living for friends? Is it the same Jesus the Bible talks about that we are following?
Some say, ‘it’s my life, and I’ll do whatever I want.’ No, love, it’s not yours, and that’s why you don’t have the last say over it. The Owner can call you home anytime He wants, and no doctor on earth can prevent that.

My painful moment left me with one desire, we got to spread the good news…..Time is no longer on our side. Are we going to watch people perish or are we going to take the stand in spreading God’s word?
We are so busy achieving careers, making money, building houses and buying cars, trying to proof to each other who got it all together. Satisfying our selfish desires when people are dying every day without encountering Jesus, the Saviour of the World.

I pray that The Lord will deposit in you and me, the urgency of His message and that it will be like fire shut up in our bones that we won’t be able to delay any longer, as He did with Prophet Jeremiah in the Bible.

Do you know that God can turn your misery and brokenness into a message? And may I dare say that sometimes He allow somethings to happen to us so He can get our attention to the urgency of His call. Some of us need severe shaking to wake up from our slumber and step into God’s plan for our lives.

Praise be to God who turned my brokenness and agonising situation into victory at the end. And now I can say with gladness…..“O Death where is your sting? O Hades, where is your victory? The sting of death is sin, and the strength of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.”

Are you spreading the Good News?

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