There was a long period of time that I was wondering around going in the wrong direction. Like the Isrealites in the wilderness I kept taking the long way. I knew that one day I would do what I was supposed to do but for now I wanted to get my life settled like everyone else. But God continually tugged on my heartstrings that one day I would do what he called me to do. It took a shipwreck for me to gain the confidence to walk into the direction of my greatest dreams-but at the time it looked like a scary place that God was calling me to. It looked like a place of no support from the people I loved, no road map, no provision, and I knew I would have to walk blindly for a very long time before I even saw his provision.
The longer I walked I am amazed at all the blessings he brought into my life because I turned around and obeyed him. Even though he used a shipwreck to turn me around because I was too stubborn to listen, I am thankful that he loved me enough to do that.
The shipwrecks are places of rejoicing. They are places where you finally find yourself. They are the places where the real you is born from the ashes. Be thankful for those places no matter how horrific they may seem and trust him enough to lead you out of those places and onto the places that are really meant for you to posses. Because you aren’t meant to stay on that deserted island, you were only meant to go there to cause a change in your life and get you ready to where you are really supposed to be.
I am thankful that my shipwreck caused me to finally take on the calling that God had for my life because without it I would have never been bold enough to believe I was the powerful girl God always showed me I was. Without the shipwreck I wouldn’t have been crazy enough to follow the dreams and visions he had placed in my heart as a really young sensitive 12 year old girl. Without the shipwreck I wouldn’t be as powerful as I am today because my shipwreck caused me to realize who he was and what he could do with me if I gave him complete control.
