I was angry at the Lord for fifteen years.
I hated God with a genuine passion for things in life I felt was unfair, unnecessary, and that could have been prevented if only he had of intervened. I had not asked to come into this world.
The Lord put all the animosity I felt toward him to an end a year ago.
He came to me himself through a circumstance that had taken place. He wanted me to know that he was not my enemy. That he was absolutely for me, and not against me.
I looked back on all the times I was protected by him, alerted by him, provided for by him, and so on. All those previous accounts of his supernatural hand on my life as well as on my family’s life was enough to revive my faith and renew my personal relationship with him.
God knew ahead of time (as he always does) how our story was going to turn around.
I thought that I would never be interested in him again. I was convinced that he was warped and capricious.
Where I wanted no more part of the Lord, he refused to let me go.
I was like a child who pulled away from a parent who I felt was being abusive. Too young to see or to understand that the parent was not trying to harm or to inflict difficulty, but to supervise and to guard.
We do not completely understand God’s course of action or why certain things must occur the way in which they do.
The Lord takes our human reasoning into consideration as he did with me.
He never left my side, chased after me when I ran, monitored and attended to me while I was oblivious to his concern, and once again became the center of my life.