Since writing my blogs. I wanted to start this one about my faith and really open about it because it's really a big part of who I am. It was Mother’s Day of 2020 & I listened from online, as I am sure just most of us did. It really sat with me and I really pondered on it. This past week, I listened to the message again. I listened carefully as once I felt God talk to me, through this message. His message was & is about, “It’s more than you can bear, but he’s giving you a story to share.”
Just the title hit home with me. As I’ve always known sometimes it has felt more than I can bear, but I also always knew there would be a story to tell after I went through the bearing of it. Never did I always see it at the moment, as that there would be a reason for what I was going through to make me stronger to have a story to tell. I believe just trusting God & knowing what I was going through I would later then have a story to tell.
With every hardship comes a reason after it to be able to tell about it. (If you chose to) God teaches us to trust him in all of our dark places. He also teaches us how to grow from within us to be able to honor him. All of the glory to God.
I start to explain all of this without giving my story or even just some of the background of my faith. I never was the one who grew up in a church or even went to church every Sunday. I always believed in God, but never saw into a church until my early-mid 20’s. (besides the holidays) I was introduced to a church that was pretty new in the area of Salt Lake City(at the time). I had gone one Saturday evening as it was a small area of the meeting room with chairs lined up & a band. I was hooked from the very first night, turning into going ever sense. I knew this was meant to be for me. The pastor seemed as if he was talking right to me. For someone not knowing a lot about my faith & who truly God was. I just knew this is where I was supposed to start & begin my journey.
I went for the next 9 years. I would go on Saturday nights then turning into every Sunday. Every holiday. Then wanting to get involved more & more. Leaning into being on the greeting team, to being in small groups. That I then joined.
On Sundays, I would already be looking forward to the next Sunday. It was something I would sit in at knowing how every single word of each message would somehow relate to me. I maybe didn’t know it then, of how much it was connecting to me each time. I would sit & really pounder on the message & really then apply it to my day to day life.
Week after week, month after month & year after year. I would then really start to feel God. I would start to grow with him, as it was all a new learning process for me. I would start to feel him in what I was doing in my day to day life. I would find myself wanting to know more about the bible and take the “homework” a lot more seriously. I would ask questions & want to know everything. I may not have totally understood a lot of it, but I knew I wanted to be involved in one way or another.
I had met one of my really good friends at church, McKenzie. The pastor, Troy told me, he could see us being really long time life friends. He was right. I had always looked up to her and would even say if I could be as prettier as her, could I be! I was starting to learn how & why God was putting certain people into my life. Did he put McKenzie into my life so I could start to believe in myself? Would he do it, because she’s one of my best spiritual friendships? Anytime that I had a question about anything, she would always point me to God & give me the best advice. We don’t have the answers, but God does & I would just thank him for the great friendship that I had with one my closest spiritual friendships.
As I knew everything always happens for a reason, I would start to see God through it all. As I listened to the message “It’s more than you can bear, but he’s giving you a story to share” it would all start to make even more sense to me. Was God telling me everything I went through & am going to go through was just going to be more of the story of my own? I believe so. I never believed in my own story until I would start to tell it & share it more. Then I would believe more of what God was doing.
I don’t want to tell & share my whole story in one blog, but more so to help you. I want you to find your message. What is your own personal story being written about? Do you feel God working through you to be able to tell & share your story? I believe with my story, God was telling me & starting to show me how to help others through my own story.
As hard as it was growing up with a father who had an alcoholism problem. I wouldn’t understand it until later. What I went through I'd grow wiser from it. I learned that we can’t change people just for ourselves. I learned that even if you’d bag & bag for them to be in your life, they will choose what they want to choose. I learned that only that person can & want to change for themselves. Absolutely no one can do it for them. I learned as hard as it was, as a teenager trying to figure it all out, let alone understand it all, that I would grow up and be mature enough to know it maybe wasn’t all them. That the drinking was doing most & all of the talking. God was showing me that I would have to work through my story. To be able to help you work through your story through mine.
I learned that as bad as I just wanted to be smart like everyone else and get straight A’s, that just wasn’t going to happen for me. The struggle for me was something that I was just going to have to learn how to deal with but yet become stronger because of it. Just because I wasn’t as good as everyone else in my class at a subject. I wasn’t even close enough to be just as smart as half of them. That was okay. As hard as it was for me to expect it & actually be okay with my learning disability. I knew that it’s just a part of who I am. God showed me that I didn’t need to have the book smarts, as much as I wanted. To show me how to travel around the world. God gave me my personality & showed me through my struggles that I could help & share my story with them, to get through theirs.
I learned as much as I loved one entire sport for most of my life, that there was more out there. I learned that from feeling & trusting God. God was writing and telling my story totally different than what I had thought it was going to be. He was to teach me about him & that I would start to learn more of who he was. I would start to see my story change because I would trust within my faith more & more. I would then start to see as bad as you struggle with anything in life, that God was going to be there to help you fix it & let you grow from it. I was starting to learn that everything that I had gone through was being “more than I could bear, but it's a story to share”
I started to grow up & trust more within God & not so much myself. I would then start to see the outside picture of life. I would start to see people for who they were. God was starting to teach me & show me, who he was. That he was & is in the driver seat. That he is in control, not me.
As I am writing this, I am listening to the sermon maybe for my 4th-5th time. Each time I hear something different & really connections with me. So I will leave you with this, As I feel this is where I should leave off.
The Apostle Paul knows very well how it feels to suffer, be in prison for good & bad. He knows first hand “It's more than he can bear, but God was giving him a story” He(the Apostle Paul) believes in us. He showed us how it was for him to struggle, but yet he was going to be able to get through it.
2 Corinthians 1:7 And our hope for you is firm because we know that just as you share in our sufferings, so also in our comfort.
The reason why I leave you here or with this is because throughout my story. I did a lot of suffering, growing through pains, not knowing if I would ever be able to make it through all of the struggles & hardships. Now knowing I (myself) went through & still am going through it all knowing that, it is always going to be more than I can bear, but a story to share. I couldn’t be prouder of who I am, & my story to share. I say that so strongly, as I’ve grown so much that I know what I went through (& still am) is making me stronger. It’s given me the perseverance to never give up. I know God is showing me how to keep trusting within him, to be able to keep showing & teaching my story. I learned all of that growing through all of the struggles, knowing somewhere there would be a story to share. Trusting & knowing God was going to have one for me someday.
I don’t know where you are on your spiritual journey. I just wanted to share a little piece of mine to help you know it's “more than you can bear, but a story to share.’ Keep believing in your story & know when you are struggling that it's going to be a story to share(If you chose to) Along with a story, you never know anyone else’s. Listen to theirs and read the pages together. Always remember, believe in you, knowing God always has a reason for everything, cause at the end its “More than you can bear, but a story to share.”
Blessings
Take a listen! It's a favorite!
https://www.capitalchurch.com/the-story-you-bear/