Daily Devotional – 2/8/16 “Rejoicing in spite of!”

Baby, I am without a shadow of a doubt, glad I don’t look like the mess I’ve been through. Yea, I get excited about the fact my skin don’t show the scars from being drug to hell and back on my worst day. I’m glad my clothes don’t smell like the fire of fear I’ve sometimes found myself walking through. I am glad my hair isn’t soaked by the rain from the storms I’ve had to struggle through. And I’m so glad my shoes aren’t muddy, my nails aren’t dirty and my clothes aren’t stained from the ditches that were dug for me that God has allowed me to climb out of. Oh, aren’t you glad this good ole Monday morning when you consider what you could look like? I don’t know about you but my outlook could look worse. My today could be tormented by the trials of tribulations. My yesterday could have held me back. My tomorrow could … Well; I’ll handle it when it comes. But for right now I’ll rejoice in the fact that I’m still here.

See, I could be concerned about folk but they will be them so I won’t. I could be worried about this and that but what will worrying do? I could complain about needing more finances but when has complaining every accomplished anything? I could wish but wishing does nothing for me. So instead of all that, I’ll rejoice. What am I rejoicing for? I’m rejoicing God said that even when it looks I’m about to fall, He’ll catch me! I’m rejoicing for the activity that is in my limbs (even with a little pain). I’m rejoicing for the new anointing God has given me. I’m rejoicing because I could be backed up into a corner afraid to come out but I’m not. I’m rejoicing because I could be lying in ICU hooked up to a life support machine with my husband making a decision whether to turn it off or not but I’m not. I’m rejoicing because my family is doing well. I’m rejoicing because things could be worse. And I’m rejoicing because if it was based on me, things should be worse. Oh, you may see my glory but you surely don’t know my story! And even though I can’t take the credit for being where I am and even who I am; I can shonuff rejoice in whose I am!