Have you ever noticed certain things in your life that just don’t seem to “gel” like they used to? Or maybe things just aren’t getting any better. Maybe it’s the complete opposite and things are going better than great, but for some reason you feel like it’s time to bring it to an end? What we as humans fail to realize is that this’s kind of ending is necessary in order for us to “move on” with our lives. Yes, we are going to hurt, but grieving is good. Yes, we are going to be uncomfortable, but that just means we are going to grow! We have to give these kind of things to God and let Him lead us where he desires us to go. We cannot just ignore Him and “let it go”, because then we can miss His will for us.
Let me tell you a story. When I was saved, I was at a youth group with all of my best friends. It was so much fun, and I learned a lot. I had made many connections with the youth leaders and other kids who went to my school who I wouldn’t usually talk to as well. My pastor at the time taught me how to play bass guitar and I eventually started playing in the youth group’s worship team with my best friend as the leader. I fell more in love with the youth group (and Jesus for that matter). However, eventually high school came and it was time for me to take driver’s ed. Classes were on the same night as youth group, so I had to take a months break from youth group. I was devastated and missed my friends greatly. However, when I completed Driver’s ED, instead of immediately going back to my youth group, I went to the church my boyfriend at the time was going to. I remember being in complete awe of the worship and desired to one day play on the team. Also, the evening was prayer focused with a message at the end, and I loved every bit of it! I learned so much in one night; I wasn’t used to it. The next couple of weeks I returned to my old youth group, but something just didn’t seem right. I stepped down from my position on the worship team so I could focus on my own relationship with God. But something still wasn’t right. Having no responsibility to be there, I joined my boyfriend to his church again a few times. Eventually I got the picture. God was bringing my time at my youth group to an end and wanted me to go to this other church. Not because there was anything wrong with the youth group itself, but because I wasn’t growing. My time there had come to an end. I am blessed to say that all of the youth leaders and my best friends understood!
If you flash forward to a few years after that, I started to frequently attend the church with my boyfriend and his family. He decided to go to college and felt called to go to a school 6 hours away. Again, I was devastated because he was leaving me, and essentially he was all I had ever known. While he was away we began to disagree a lot and things just weren’t in the will of God. However, at the time, I was blind and thought that we could work everything out. One day, he had had enough and broke up with me through a text message over 6 hours away. I was crushed. I didn’t think I could get through it. I was in the middle of class too. Eventually when he came home for Thanksgiving break we were able to talk. We didn’t get back together, but my eyes were more opened to everything. It was a closure.
I began to let lies into my head that I wasn’t good enough. I let my anxiety run my life. Eventually, I sought out help from a Pastor that I knew from working in Children’s ministry. She reached out to me and pointed me in the direction of a mentor. Little did I know that this mentor would have such an impact on my life. We met and talked about doing a Bible study, and then it became a weekly thing. Every Wednesday I had my routine of school, meeting with my Mentor, taking Gramma dinner, then church later on. After about a month or so, I fell so deeply in love for Jesus that I just couldn’t get enough! God opened doors to worship ministry, as well as to many other things! My heart had been made new, and it was a new season of my life. I read my Bible at least 3 times a day and dwelt in prayer and worship every second I had. It was no longer fear, anxiety, depression, drama, heartache and even the enemy running my life, but it was God. This is when he began to write His story on my heart.
You see, going through such a tragic breakup (or at least to me it was), was actually a “God” thing. It made me press into God and trust Him. It wasn’t just a part of my life, it became a part of my story on who I am today. If it wouldn’t have happened, I wouldn’t be who or where I am today. If God didn’t place the Pastor or Mentor that helped me (and still do to this day) in my life, I wouldn’t be where I am. God used it to stretch me, to grow me in my faith, to make me trust Him that there is someone out there for me. There is someone who loves me, and His name is Jesus Christ! He reached in to the bottomless pit I was in with His mighty hands and pulled me out and make me new again!
Sometimes we don’t always see it, but there are things in our lives that need to come to an end. If my relationship with this boy hadn’t, then who knows what road I would be down. It doesn’t have to be viewed as a bad thing either. Let God use it in your life to bring you a peace and joy that is unimaginable!
Take a minute and think to yourself, is there something God is tugging at your heart that you feel it’s season is over? Ecclesiastes 3 talks about how there is a time and season for everything. We need to allow God to work that in our lives! Is there something that just seems to be “dead” and needs to be removed from your life? Like a flower or weed that didn’t make it, we all have these times.
Take a deep breath, let it out, and make that step forward to trusting God with your life. I did, and believe me, I am in awe of what God has done through it in the past 2-3 years.