Trials.

I've gotten a TINY taste of what it's like to suffer these past few years. But along with that I've gotten a TINY taste of a magnificent Savior these past few years.

Through the years if you asked anyone who was there along for the ride during those tough times it wasn't pretty. There wasn't anything glamorous about my life it was a battle between light and darkness; an encounter between good and evil; a black and white picture.

This dry, and dreary picture throughout the past months has had colour burst and explode from it. Something beautiful has erupted from the center and is becoming more and more breathtaking every single day.

It's when God uses your trials, the situations where you've come out standing instead of face down to help others who are going through similar situations is when colour starts leaking through the picture and when these beautiful images show up and cover old scars and old hurts it's something so enthralling so captivating it motivates us to move ahead and bring about greater change.

I was able to help out a friend this week who is struggling with something similar to what I've been struggling with these past years. I was able to help her, give her verses and come alongside her. It was the most amazing feeling, and everything seemed so right. It dimmed down memories, it highlighted what Christ has done for us.

When Christ was here on Earth, He suffered beyond compare. Now when we call upon His name He knows how to comfort us, He knows what we're going through, and best of all He knows how to turn our heads towards the right path, to move us towards the perfection He wants us to obtain.

I'm thankful for Christ's sufferings and what an affect they've made in my life. And I am also thankful that my trials have been used to help others.