GOD Morning! Stop Asking Why and Stop Blaming Yourself and Others / January 12, 2017

GOD Morning!  Stop Asking Why and Stop Blaming Yourself and Others


9 While He was passing by, He noticed a man [who had been] blind from birth. 2 His disciples asked Him, “Rabbi (Teacher), who sinned, this man or his parents, that he would be born blind?” 3 Jesus answered, “Neither this man nor his parents sinned, but it was so that the works of God might be displayed and illustrated in him. 4 We must work the works of Him who sent Me while it is day; night is coming when no one can work. 5 As long as I am in the world, I am the Light of the world [giving guidance through My word and works].” 6 When He had said this, He spat on the ground and made mud with His saliva, and He spread the mud [like an ointment] on the man’s eyes. 7 And He said to him, “Go, wash in the pool of Siloam” (which is translated, Sent). So he went away and washed, and came back seeing. 8 So the neighbors, and those who used to know him as a beggar, said, “Is not this the man who used to sit and beg?” 9 Some said, “It is he.” Still others said, “No, but he looks like him.” But he kept saying, “I am the man.” 10 So they said to him, “How were your eyes opened?” 11 He replied, “The Man called Jesus made mud and smeared it on my eyes and told me, ‘Go to Siloam and wash.’ So I went and washed, and I received my sight!” 12 They asked him, “Where is He?” He said, “I do not know.” 13 Then they brought the man who was formerly blind to the Pharisees. 14 Now it was on a Sabbath day that Jesus made the mud and opened the man’s eyes. 15 So the Pharisees asked him again how he received his sight. And he said to them, “He smeared mud on my eyes, and I washed, and now I see.” 16 Then some of the Pharisees said, “This Man [Jesus] is not from God, because He does not keep the Sabbath.” But others said, “How can a man who is a sinner (a non-observant Jew) do such signs and miracles?” So there was a difference of opinion among them.17 Accordingly they said to the blind man again, “What do you say about Him, since He opened your eyes?” And he said, “[It must be that] He is a prophet!” 18 However, the Jews did not believe that he had been blind and had received his sight until they called the man’s parents. 19 They asked them, “Is this your son, who you say was born blind? Then how does he now see?” 20 His parents answered, “We know that this is our son, and that he was born blind; 21 but as to how he now sees, we do not know; or who has opened his eyes, we do not know. Ask him [and stop asking us]; he is of age, he will speak for himself and give his own account of it.” 22 His parents said this because they were afraid of [the leaders of] the Jews; for the Jews had already agreed that if anyone acknowledged Jesus to be the Christ, he would be put out of the synagogue (excommunicated). 23 Because of this his parents said, “He is of age; ask him." John 9:1-23 AMP

Verses one through four jumped out at me this morning.

“While He was passing by, He noticed a man [who had been] blind from birth. His disciples asked Him, “Rabbi (Teacher), who sinned, this man or his parents, that he would be born blind?” Jesus answered, “Neither this man nor his parents sinned, but it was so that the works of God might be displayed and illustrated in him. We must work the works of Him who sent Me while it is day; night is coming when no one can work…”

Stop blaming yourself. Stop blaming anyone else.

“I will never be healthy because I was physically or emotionally or sexually abused when I was young. I am damaged goods. I will just settle for anyone who takes an interest in me, because I don’t want to be alone.”

“I’m emotionally unstable because my mom left home when I was a teenager.”

“I’m controlled by separation anxiety because my one true love turned out to be a cheater.”

“What is wrong with me that no one ever stays in my life?”

“Did my baby die of cancer because I didn’t go to church much during my pregnancy?”

Stop already.

God is going to be glorified through your horrific trial, whatever it may be. And you are going to be whole. I promise. And God's word promises. Just search out scriptures about trials and deliverance.

I’m not trying to downplay your pain. I know it’s very real. I know the feeling of wanting to die rather than to face another day.

I was controlled by the evil spirits of fear, anxiety and depression periodically pretty much my whole life. In 2007, I started losing weight and feeling a heavy boulder on my chest at all times. I would beg God every day, all day, to please heal me. I went to 3 doctors and finally obtained meds, only to find myself addicted to Xanax and feeling worse than ever.

I felt like a giant F for failure was stamped on my forehead.

What had I done wrong to make me so sick? That’s what I kept asking, but to no avail.

I was asking the wrong questions.

Stop asking the wrong questions. Stop wishing your life would have been different. Stop comparing yourself to others who seem to be living normal, happy lives.

Just serve God in your dark times. He will deliver you.

I stopped asking questions and started giving myself totally to Jesus no matter what.

At one point, I told God that like Job, I would keep praising Him even if He never chose to heal me.

One Saturday morning (April 12, 2008) I was completely delivered while standing in my kitchen. I simply told fear, anxiety and depression to leave in the name of Jesus. They all left immediately.

I laughed, danced, worshipped and praised my Deliverer all day. And I have been laughing and dancing ever since.

Did I have any more dark days after my deliverance? Yes. But Jesus was so close. And He got me through every one of them.

I am happier than I have ever been. I am having so much fun leading others to healing and wholeness.

“Dear Jesus, I hope that something I have said will minister to someone today. Please tug on that person’s heart to simply grab Your hand and hang on. Please give her hope. Please give her the strength to tell the negative thoughts to leave. Please help her to worship You in the darkest times. She can worship her way out of this awful pit and into the light of Your glorious day. You are right there with her. Freedom is in front of her. All she has to do is claim it. Thank You Jesus for being beaten to a bloody pulp, and allowing yourself to be nailed to a cross for my freedom and healing. How I love You, Jesus, AMEN.”

Blessings,

Vicki