God's Calling

Every Christian has a calling in this world.We have no idea what our potential is in the Lord.God can use us in such simple ways and yet it could mean so much.Whether it's giving to the needy,spreading the gospel,encouraging others,we could be doing so much.Even I have no clue on what God wants me to do.Sometimes you may have broken hearts,shattered dreams,failed new year's resolutions,and unprevailing goals.Sometimes you hold your hopes high on something that may never come true.I hate to break it to you but sometimes it's true.Things just don't work out.With our human understanding we are ignorant,vulnerable,and clueless.We think we know what's best for us but we just don't.I remember in 6th grade my parents and I went to this agency because I wanted to be an actress,but they turned me down.Maybe that's just not what God's calling is for me.In Proverbs 3:5-6 it said,"Always trust the Lord.Do not rely on your own understanding.In all your ways remember Him.Then He will make your paths smooth and straight."I truly believe this.Our lives just become more complicated when we push things too hard with our own understanding.I cried for weeks after coming to that agency.But now I got over it.I realized that God has a better plan for me.Something that's way better than being an actress.When you let God lead the way,He'll lead you to places you've never dreamed of.He'll lead you places that you've never imagined possible.Just think of the things God can do in your life.We never know where God takes us.The only way we'll ever find out is if we let Him take control of our heart.Let Him be the guidance of your everyday life.If you want to find your true purpose in your life and find your place in this world,let God be the steering wheel of your life,not the spare tire.Here's a song that relates to this situation.

God Speaking - Mandisa

In God's Hands :D

I remembered how miserable I was in fourth grade.You must be wondering why I was so sad in fourth grade.Well,let me tell you the story.My parents and I just moved from Pelham,NY to Rochelle Park,NJ to Totowa,NJ.It was affecting my education.I also had great friends in Pelham and Rochelle Park.But when I moved into Totowa,I had no friends at all.When I tried to be friendly to people,they would ignore me.When I asked a question to them like "Where's the cafeteria?" because I was a new student, they wouldn't even respond me.I was a total outcast.No one even tried talking to me except the teacher.I was so depressed.Then I thought why would the kids do this to me?Then I realized something.Totowa was a white neighborhood.There are hardly any minorities.I guess that's why they were discriminating me because of my skin color or something.One girl in art class called my drawing "stupid".The thought made me cry.I couldn't say anything back for some reason.At the point I would just break into tears,I started to turn to God.Sure...I was a born again Christian since I was a toddler.I would always sing to Jesus,but I was an immature Christian who didn't take God that seriously.I would always play with my toys,watch tv and stuff...but never pray.But during that time of depression I had to turn to God.My parents would try to comfort me but it wasn't enough.Then day by day I was happier.(singing christian songs,reading the bible,and praying)Then,one day a girl asked me to sit with her at lunch.I was so happy and thought wow I finally have a friend!But at lunch one of the snobs(who treated me badly) sat with her.It was awkward and I felt uncomfortable.Then she whispered loudly that I could hear "Ugh,Ugh,do you like Dara?"I got so hurt by those words.Then the other girl whispered so quietly I couldn't hear what she was saying back.Then afterward they both said sarcastically"Oh,you know there's this girl in this school who doesn't have any friends.Yeah,I feel so bad for her".Likely story!!!Whatever.So later that night I cried so hard and forgot to pray to God before sleeping that night.I had a dream.I was running around the backyard of where my mom works.I was minding my own business when suddenly the sky turned dark.I walked over with curiosity.Then lightning struck down close to me.I was so scared!I assumed it was the power of God.Then,the sky suddenly turned pink.White puffy clouds came.Then these giant hands came down to earth.They were white as snow and had the features of a ghost.But I wasn't scared at all.I knew exactly who it was.It was my God,my father,my rock,my savior,and my everything.I smiled and cried tears of joy.And I knew I was in good hands.=]Ever since then,I was never intimidated by those kids in school.Months later,my parents and I moved to a place called Lodi,NJ.It was an awesome place!I had a lot of friends there who respected me for who I was.So,to those who just read this story and who don't believe in Jesus,it's okay if you think I'm crazy,but I'm not.And to those who just read this story and are Christians,I hope you believe in me that this story is true.Because God can do anything,even in dreams.