“What seems to us as as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise.” ~Oscar Wilde, Irish poet & playwright
Blessings in disguise.
If only those blessings-to-be showed up in our lives as what they were going to ultimately be: blessings. But no. They stay hidden as we trudge through the darkness. The pain. The days where our our hope is nothing more than a piece of fraying rope.
I’ve wandered through those desert days, parched, believing I’d die of exhaustion — or more likely from lack of faith.
And I’ve come out on the other side. Not because I was so faithful but because the God I believe in promises to be faithful even when I’m not. (2 Timothy 2:13) God’s faithfulness: What a dipper-full of refreshing water to these thirsty lips! I came to the end of myself … and found healing.
Yes, the trial became a blessing. And I have the battle scars as a life-long reminder.
In Your Words: Do you have any blessings in disguise moments? I’d love to encourage each other midweek by sharing some of those.