Just when you think that you are stuck...and going no where...God opens your eyes or takes the blinders off your eyes to see Him for who He is and what He is...the Great I Am!
Father's Day this year was tough...I am now the father and mother to my little boy while the father of my little boy is away in a place he needs to be. I know and believe with all my heart that God will use everything that has happened in my life as a testimony to glorify Him and his marvelous ways! As I look back over the past 4 years of my life, I am able to see God's hand always holding my mine...I may have been pulling back but He never let go...I know God has a great plan for me as well as my little boy...I even believe that He has great plans for my little boys daddy. I know what God is capable of and I will pray until the day that I die for miracles!
One of the statements that stood out on Sunday morning was that it's never too late! I used that statement when I was competing for Miss LA for the first time but also for the last time because of my age. I had a dream and almost missed my chance at attempting my dream...but this statement had new meaning this past Sunday. The father of my little boy is not the youngest...he has kids...but he is not where he can be with them...and those words it's never too late struck me... It's never too late to turn it over to God...it's never too late to show your children that you love them and that He is all powerful. It's never too late to give your soul to the one and only...to the Great I Am...The Great I Am...is...he was...and he is to come! I had lost faith 2 years ago when my little boy was in PICU...I was all alone...I wasn't able to hold my baby and the father of my child wasn't able to hold me...it was me...and me alone. I was hard...I was cold...I read my Bible but I couldn't pray. It was the darkest place I have ever been in...ever! I would go in to hold my little boy and watch him as he breathed in and out...eyes closed...never opened for 8 days. Out cold...bruised with scratches on his little face but in the arms of my Almighty God...I still could not pray...all I could do was stare at the little life that actually saved mine...and I couldn't pray...though I was hard, I cried and cried and cried because that is the scariest place to ever be...but this Sunday I was reminded of my powerful God! The Great I Am!!!
The mountains shake before Him
The demons run and flee
At the mention of the name
King of Majesty
There is no power in hell
Or any who can stand
Before the power and the presence of the Great I am
The Great I am The Great I am
The Great I am The Great I am The Great I am
He is the Great I Am!!!! He holds the power to all!!! He is the Great I Am...the power over addiction...the power over those bound by the chains of the devil...the power to give peace to those that have been abandoned...the power to break strongholds...the power to mend broken homes...broken marriages...broken relationships for all! The Great I Am...
He is THE GREAT I AM...and I'm thankful for the reminder from that one song...that gave me fresh faith!
