I have been listening to Joel Osteen since 1999. From the first few seconds of listening to Joel I knew he had a special talent with preaching the word of God. I grew up in an environment where you were damned to hell if you sinned and to follow the Ten Commandments. I struggled with the sinning as I am a sinner and realized everyone is a sinner and the commandment of honoring your mother and your father.
First off, I was adopted. Second my adopted mother tried to kill me and my adopted father was never home. I always thought how can this woman who claims to be a born again Christian try to kill a child of God and expect that child to honor her? I did try to honor her and I did countless times forgive her for the pain she inflicted upon me.
This is where Joel and his preaching come in. Joel has spoken about the three teenagers Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego being thrown into a fiery furnace hands bound because they would not bow down to a false idol. Their faith in God was so strong they did not even try to save their live’s but bravely faced death than to betray God. I love this story because their faith brought them through the fire. They were thrown in the furnace and in the natural they should have burned to death, but in the supernatural they lived.
I write this because I came through many fires and the only way I can say I survived was by having faith in God and knowing God has a plan for me and He has a plan for everyone. As a child I was little. Not much has changed as today I am only 5 feet tall. When I was 5 my mother came to my room one day and grabbed me hard. She dragged me down to the basement. Our basement as dark and scary. Mother dragged me to the dryer and in horror I knew what she was about to do. I fought as hard as I could but mother was amazingly strong. I was fighting for my life. That’s a common theme of my child hood. Fighting for my life. I lost the fight against my mother and she successfully put me in the clothes dryer and closed the door. It was then I felt the dryer start to turn and I was tumbling around so afraid. I looked in the back of the dryer and saw it was so hot it turned orange. That was my last memory of the dryer. As an adult I know God allowed me to go in the fire and He brought me through the fire. Not one burn.
My child hood was one giant hell of a fire God brought me through.
I know faith is difficult to explain but all I can say for myself is walking by faith and not by site has gotten me far. I have stumbled along the way, but I get right back up and try not to stumble again.
I do believe my child hood was robbed from me and because of this I still have that child like faith. I am kind of like Peter Pan never wanting to grow up.
So what’s my point? God is everywhere and even though bad things happen to everyone that is life. Dig in your heels and stay in the light and forgive. God may allow you to in the fire but He will also bring you through the fire and it’s going through the fire that will make you stronger than you ever thought possible.