Do not be selfish with your trials.


I've had some powerful experiences lately that have allowed me to ponder some things that I find important. The main topic being Trials. But not the typical, how we overcome trials. 

I'll start by saying this.
There is no trial that I have gone through, that hasn't made me stronger.
There has been no trial that has not strengthened me.
No trial that did not improve me in some way.

I've been able to reflect on some of the most difficult trials that I have had in this life, and realize what a blessing each of them has been to me. I've been able to find ways that each trial has helped me to grow and reach a further potential. 

But what if, instead of those being the reason behind trials, it was really just a blessing addition to the trial?

I''ve come to the conclusion that trials are not to be selfish.
Trials are not to teach us a lesson, 
to build us up, to tear us down, or to even better us in the end,

Trials are for those around us, 
who need a specific lesson,
who may need comfort
who might find strength in you because you've been through what they are currently going through.

and the strength and knowledge that comes to us after these trials--
are simply a blessing.

Think about it this way:

Jesus Died for us.
Jesus Suffered for us.
Jesus Loved us while being humiliated and tormented.

and in a small way,
you are able to be somebodies Savior.
You are able to be their safe haven.
You are able to comfort them in times of need,
to empower them,
to inspire and motivate them.

In a way, you are doing exactly what Jesus does for you when you are in need.

I felt one of my specific trials recently,
relate to one of my best friends and the specifics that she was going through.
and the only reason I was able to give her the compassion that she needed, was because I had gone through the exact thing. I look back and reflect on the tough times I had during this time, and I am grateful for the knowledge that was given unto me. But most of all, I felt very strongly that the specific trials that I had endured, were done so for my very special friend that would later face that same trial, and would enjoy the help I had to offer during that. 

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