Life gives me countless reasons to cry, it may do its worst, punch me, give me hard knocks on the head and even sidekicks but not a tear will drop from my eyes.
Life takes pride in making me miserable, but I will always manage to mobilize a smile even when it is not natural. Crying is no good, it’s only an indication of conceding defeat to life and this would give it the courage to pound me harder.
The world may throw me out into the cold and darkness, but my heart is stone-hard; I won’t plead for mercy because I am certain the world will not offer me its shoulder for solace or comfort. The world may batter me to pulp, expect to see me crestfallen and gloomy but it won’t see that come to pass.
The skies may darken and monstrous storms threaten to blow me away, but I am hopeful that sunshine and calmness will eventually show up. My eyes may fill with fear, my limbs crippled with pain and exhaustion, my jaws and stomach shrunk because of malnutrition, but my heart is rich and well fed with faith.
Poverty may sting me, diseases ravage me, starvation wears my body down and the world threatens me with cruel death but this does not break me down. It only serves to strengthen my character and perseverance muscles. I have discovered that the experience of pain and suffering as much as it is bitter, will always have the potential to enrich me in one way or the other.
Hellen Keller, a deaf-blind prolific author says, “character cannot be developed in ease and quiet, only through the experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition and success achieved.”
I am confident that it is by design that God allows pain and suffering either to teach or build up believers and bring non-believers to the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ. Besides, I guess he does it to teach us patience and prove my loyalty to him. For instance; God allowed Job to suffer great loss with his oxen, camels, servants, children and even his health but in the end God restored to Job twice as much as he originally had on discovering he was faithful to him.
Psalm 62:1-2 says, “Truly my soul silently waits for God, from Him comes my salvation. He only is my rock and my salvation; He is my defense; I shall not be greatly moved.”
This is why amidst intense suffering, toiling and deprivation in this fallen world, I don’t lose heart, I know Jesus’ second coming will cure my grief and put my troubles to rest. I won’t cry!