Its been God all the while..

Its been a long and tough journey,it has had its fair share of dissapointments but once the Lord decides to work on his people he has to take you through the fire just as gold to become gold and a precious stone then it has to pass through the fire at most times we wounder why God is letting this things happen to someones life but at times its to make us hard enough to be able to endure whatever else might stand on our way,a way to encourage us in the near feauture,at times its a way for God to test us,at times just like Job God lets the enemy to have a hand on it to test your faith all the while but bottom line is that he loves us and he will not let us fail and that his grace is always sufficient to us. Its been a long and really discouraging journey but one thing that i have learnt along the way is that our God is a good God and all the while he has never at any point given up on me.He has continuelly and consistantly being a part and parcel of my life even when i fall he is there to just to hold my hand and lift me up and to tell me "daughter you can make it we have to keep on moving...." At this point of my life i owe it all to God all....my job,two wounderful baby boys,wounderful family and the most recent a marvelous husband. My prayer this morning is that God you use me as your vessal,mould me to whatever you want me to be just as a potter moulds a pot,i am ready to be moulded to whatever you would want me to become,i am laying all down for you oh Lord,i can not do it with out you,my life is in your hands. It is not about people it is not about who i can impress but all about you oh God,help me to walk in your ways,its all just for you oh Lod,work through me such that your goodness can be truelly be manifested through me.Let my life be a walking testimony dear God becouse i can only owe it all to you. Amen.

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