Growing up, I faced some intense hardships, one of which was enduring PTSD while my son suffered from congenital heart defects. His conditions led to multiple congenital heart surgeries and the experience was traumatizing. However, it became a testament to how far God had brought me and how truly dependent I am on Jesus.
I focused on staying strong for my son and that was when my faith—the tiny little faith that was dormant—had to revive! I began to pray more than I had ever prayed before. It was like the parable of the mustard seed. As I chose to trust, emptied myself and my emotions, and allowed God to fill me with His Holy Spirit, He worked miracles to reveal that He was there helping me get back on track. My faith grew more and more!
Then, I realized the devil started attacking me as soon as I began walking with the Lord, and that this fight was not mine but rather God’s. As our forefathers have exhorted centuries ago, we fight wickedness in high places (spiritual warfare), and these battles must be fought with faith. When you feel you are too weak to go any further, rest assured that “If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘move from here to there’, and it will move; and nothing will be impossible for you” Mathew 17:20
Strengthen your faith by prayer and surround yourself with fellow believers. May I make a suggestion? Don't underestimate the vitality of a seed.
BY Vanessa Escoba & Katie C.M Li