Follow-up and exhortation for prayer support

 We are now a little over 100 days til the big day. The winds have been blowing and the storms are clamoring. Please pray for me.

Below is an excerpt from a post I wrote last September:

The reason I say I have been able to see and experience God’s hand after such trials is because the times I did see Him, it was only after I finally gave up being angry. Not only that but also gave up being selfish and stubborn, at least for that time. Coming out of previous trials has resulted in a lot of loss, loss of the things to which my angry and defiant thoughts and emotions. Because though of those angry thoughts and feelings I don’t know what potential rewards I have lost that I would have had if I had just chosen to stay faithful, despite my intense thoughts, feelings, and opinions. It took losing all of that stuff for me to realize and change. But because I finally repented and humbled myself, only then could the results of God’s work finally manifest themselves. 

Considering all of this, I’m one of the lucky ones. (I know this has nothing to do with luck; it’s just that at this place from which I’m writing this, considering myself “lucky” speaks louder to me than the word “blessed”. It is what it is. So…) I consider myself one of the lucky ones. Countless people have died and gone to hell because they didn’t do this or realize this until it was far too late. I’m realizing it early but I’m trying now to get myself to learn this before I lose my current blessings and have to start all over yet again. After all, even Jesus has commented that for the faithless, even what little that person has will be taken away from them (To those who use well what they are given, even more will be given, and they will have an abundance. But from those who do nothing, even what little they have will be taken away. Matthew 25:29, New Living Translation), if they don’t realize and repent and change. 

Even though He has spared me from death thus far, I have had to lose other potential blessings and rewards simply because I flat-out didn’t believe. And I have noticed God has been warning me again lately about this. And even before I met my sweetie pie I had a dream that warned me about my baggage and how it could cost me if I didn’t pay attention to how it still affects my life. As I write it is now a little over 300 days to our wedding. The venue and the photographer have been booked, and because our reception is at a restaurant, nothing is booked yet but will once we cross over into the new year. But, 300 days is still a lot of time to screw things up. 300 days is a lot of time to stop believing, stop prioritizing my relationship with God, and go back to old habits.