Have you ever been at a place that you knew you were being done wrong? I would walk in this place day after day, week after week, and year after year. I was so filled with anger and resentment toward these people. I called them out every chance I got. I showed them what was going on was not right. I fussed and even wanted to cuss at times. I would go home and cry out to God how unfairly I was being treated. He never said a word. You know sometimes, God will let you have a pity party as long as you want.
You may be wondering what I went through at this time in my life. It doesn’t really matter what my situation was because everyone has been done wrong at one time or another.
I had not been filled with Holy Ghost too long when all this was going on. I just knew I needed to keep praying in tongues regardless of how I felt. I had tried fighting with words and anything else I could do. I was, after all, a little flesh creature. My emotions were off the chain. I kept praying even though I was a mess.
After months of praying, something shifted in me. I no longer wanted to fight, and I didn’t want to fuss. You may ask, “What changed?” On the outside nothing changed, but on the inside of me something did. The love of God just saturated me. I no longer cared if I was being done wrong anymore. I knew God would take care of me. I just knew it. From that day on, I became a new person. It didn’t matter if I was being done wrong. It just didn’t matter.
“The love of God has been shed abroad in my heart by the Holy Ghost.” ~Romans 5:5
The God kind of love never fails, never gives up, never runs out on me. I strive to be able to show this kind of love to others every day. I pray that you do, too.
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